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Ask the proud peer what's honour? he dis- And leaves to courts the garnish of her dress.

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A purchased patent, or the herald's blaze : Or if the royal smile his hopes have blest, Points to the glittering glory on his breast:

The million'd merchant seeks her in his gold; In schools the pedant, and in camps the bold: The courtier views her, with admiring eyes, Flutter in ribands, or in titles rise:

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HOPE.

The beacon of life's dreary sea;
The star of immortality!
Fountain of feeling, young and warm,
A day-beam bursting through the storm!
A tone of melody, whose birth
Is oh! too sweet, too pure, for earth!
A blossom of that radiant tree
Whose fruit the angels only see!
A beauty and a charm, whose power
Is seen, enjoy'd, confess'd each hour!
A portion of that world to come,
When earth and ocean meet, -the last o'er-
whelming doom!
Swain.

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HOPE.

HOPE-Fallacy of.

At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below,

Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye,
Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky?
Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear
More sweet than all the landscape smiling near?
Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Thus, with delight, we linger to survey
The promised joys of life's unmeasured way;
Thus, from afar, each dim-discover'd scene
More pleasing seems than all the past hath
been,

And every form that fancy can repair
From dark oblivion, glows divinely there.

What potent spirit guides the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity?

Can wisdom lend, with all her heavenly power,
The pledge of joy's anticipated hour?
Ah, no! she darkly sees the fate of man-

Her dim horizon pointed to a span ;
Or, if she hold an image to the view,
Tis Nature pictured too severely true.

HOPE-Flattery of.

Campbell.

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HOPE,

a learning swimmer, -it keeps him from sinking in the bosom of the waves, and by that help he may attain the exercise; but yet it many times makes him venture beyond his height, and then, if that breaks, or a storm rises, he drowns without recovery. How many would die, did not hope sustain them! How many have died by hoping too much! This wonder we may find in hope, that she is both a flatterer and a true friend. Feltham.

HOPE-Sustaining Influence of.

Hope is like the cork to the net, which keeps the soul from sinking in despair; and fear is like the lead to the net, which keeps it from floating in presumption. Watson.

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Used with due abstinence, hope acts as a healthful tonic; intemperately indulged, as an enervating opiate. The visions of future triumph, which at first animate exertion, if dwelt upon too intently, will usurp the place

of the stern reality; and noble objects will be contemplated, not for their own inherent worth, but on account of the day-dreams they engender. Thus hope, aided by imagination, makes one man a hero, another a somnambulist, and a third a lunatic; while it renders them all enthusiasts. Sir J. Stephen.

HOSPITALITY-Definition of.

Breaking through the chills of ceremony and selfishness, and thawing every heart into a flow. Washington Irving.

HOSPITALITY-of the Heart.

There is an emanation from the heart in genuine hospitality which cannot be described, but is immediately felt, and puts the stranger at once at his ease.

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HOSPITALITY-Invitation
Dry those eyes which are o'erflowing,
All your storms are overblowing:
While you in this isle are biding,
You shall feast without providing.
Every dainty you can think of,
Every wine which you would drink of,

Ibid.

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HOSPITALITY-of the Yeomanry.

Some hold, when Hospitality died in England, she gave her last groan among the yeomen of Kent. And still, at our yeomen's tabies, you shall have as many joints as dishes. No meat disguised with strange sauces; no straggling joynt of a sheep in the midst of a pasture of grasse, beset with salads on every side; but more solid, substantial food: no servitors (more nimble with their hands than the guests with their teeth) take away meat before stomachs are taken away. Here you have that which in itself is good, made better by the store of it, and best by the welcome to Fuller.

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By mighty Jove, who did them porters make Of heaven's gate (whence all the gods issued), Which they did daily watch, and nightly wake By even turns, nor ever did their charge forsake. Spenser. HOUSE-in Chancery (loquitur).

Rats run through my drains, and breed in glory in my sinks, and mice by hundreds have taken possession of my cupboards; the wind which sweeps through the crevices of my shutters plays deadly Æolian tunes on the cobwebs which hang in festoons; but the spiders which spin them do not grow fat, for I am by far too lonely for a decent fly to buzz in. My kitchens are uninhabited, save by houseless cats and long dark London-bred newts, which have lost their colour and their spirits long ago.

HOUSE-Furniture of a.

Friswell.

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HUMAN NATURE.

No chimney smokes; there is no sign of home From parapet to basement. Hood.

HOUSE-Owner an Ornament to the.

My precept to all who build is, that the owner should be an ornament to the house, and not the house to the owner. Cicero. HOUSE-and surrounding Scenery.

It was a picturesque old house, in a fine park, richly wooded. Among the trees, and not far from the residence, he pointed out the spire of the little church of which he had spoken. The solemn woods over which the light and shadow travelled swiftly, as if heavenly wings were sweeping on benignant errands through the summer air; the smooth green slopes; the glittering water; the garden where the flowers were so symmetrically arranged in clusters of the richest colours, how beautiful they looked! The house, with gable, and chimney, and tower, and turret, and dark doorway, and broad terrace-walk, twining among the balustrades of which, and lying heaped upon the vases, there was one great flush of roses, seeming scarcely real in its light solidity, and in the serene and peaceful hush that rested all around it. Dickens.

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