Nothing is a misery,

Unless our weakness apprehend it so: We cannot be more faithful to ourselves, If anything that's manly, than to make Ill-fortune as contemptible to us

As it makes us to others.

MISFORTUNE-State of.

Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low.

Shakspeare.

MISFORTUNE-Use of.
Misfortune does not always wait on vice,
Nor is success the constant guest of virtue.

Havard. Who hath not known ill-fortune, never knew Himself, or his own virtue. Mallet.

MISFORTUNES-Unavoidable.

As daily experience makes it evident, that misfortunes are unavoidably incident to human life, that calamity will neither be repelled by fortitude, nor escaped by flight; neither awed by greatness, nor eluded by obscurity; philosophers have endeavoured to reconcile us to that condition which they cannot teach us to merit, by persuading us that most of our evils are made afflictive only by ignorance or perverseness, and that nature has annexed to every vicissitude of external circumstances some advantage sufficient to over-balance all its inconveniences. Johnson.

MISSAL-The.

That weight of wood, with leathern coat o'erlaid,
Those ample clasps of solid metal made,
The close-press'd leaves unoped for many an age,
The dull-red edging of the well-filled page;
On the broad back the stubborn ridges roll'd,
When yet the title stands in tarnished gold.
Coleridge.

MISTS-Autumnal.

Carlyle.

Now, by the cool declining year condensed,
Descend the copious exhalations, check'd,
As up the middle sky unseen they stole,
And roll the doubling fogs around the hill.
No more the mountain, horrid, vast, sublime,
Who pours a sweep of rivers from his sides,
And high between contending kingdoms rears
The rocky long division, fills the view
With great variety; but, in a night
Of gathering vapour from the baffled sense,
Sinks dark and dreary; thence expanding far,
The huge dusk gradual swallows up the plain:
Vanish the woods; the dim-seen river seems
Sullen and slow to roll the misty wave.
E'en in the height of noon oppress'd, the sun
Sheds weak and blunt his wide-refracted ray,
Whence glaring oft with many a broaden'd orb,
He frights the nations. Indistinct on earth,
Seen through the turbid air, beyond the life
Objects appear, and, wilder'd o'er the waste,
The shepherd stalks gigantic; till, at last,
Wreathed dun around in deeper circles still
Successive closing, sits the general fog.
Unbounded o'er the world, and, mingling thick,
A formless grey confusion covers all. Thomson.

MISUNDERSTANDING AND INATTENTION-Evil of.

Misunderstanding and inattention create more uneasiness in the world than deception and artifice, or, at least, their consequences arǝ more universal. Goethe.

MOB-The.

MOB.

The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils. Dryden.

MOB-Blindness of the.

The mob is a monster with the hands of Briareus, but the head of Polyphemus, strong to execute, but blind to perceive. Colton. MOB-Fickleness of the.

What would you have, you curs, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you,

The other makes you proud. He that trusts you,
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;
Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is,
To make him worthy, whose offence subdues him,
And curse that justice did it. Who deserves
greatness,

Deserves your hate: and your affections are
A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
Which would increase his evil. He that depends
Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead,
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye!
Trust ye?

With every minute you do change a mind;
And call him noble, that was now your hate;
Him vile, that was your garland. Shakspeare.

MOB-Thoughtlessness of the.

Some popular chief,

MODESTY-a Virtue.

Among the virtues which ought to secure a kind regard, we universally assign to modesty a high rank. A simple and modest man lives unknown, until a moment, which he could not have foreseen, reveals his estimable qualities and his generous actions. I compare him to the concealed flower, springing from an humble stem, which escapes the view, and is discovered only by its perfume. Pride quickly fixes the eye, and he who is always his own eulogist, dispenses every other person from the obligation to praise him. A truly modest man, emerging from his transient obscurity, will obtain those delightful praises which the heart awards without effort. His superiority, far from being importunate, will become attractive. Modesty gives to talents and virtues the same charm which chastity adds to beauty. Stanley.

MODESTY-associated with Virtue. Modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues. Goldsmith. MODESTY-when a Weakness.

Modesty in a man is never to be allowed as a good quality, but a weakness, if it suppresses his virtue, and hides it from the world, when he has at the same time a mind to exert Johnson.

Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god, That solder'st close impossibilities,

And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with every tongue,

To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts!
Shakspeare.

See what money can do; that can change
Men's manners; alter their conditions!
How tempestuous the slaves are without it!
O thou powerful metal! what authority
Is in thee! thou art the key of all men's
Mouths; with thee a man may lock up the
jaws

Of an informer, and without thee, he
Cannot the lips of a lawyer.

Broome.

The love of money is a vertiginous pool, sucking all into it to destroy it. It is troubled and uneven, giddy and unsafe, serving no end

but its own, and that also in a restless and un

easy motion. But the love of God is a holy fountain, limpid and pure, sweet and salutary, lasting and eternal. The love of God spends itself upon him, to receive again the reflections of grace and benediction: the love of money spends all its desires upon itself, to purchase nothing but unsatisfying instruments of exchange or supernumerary provisions, and ends

MONEY.

in dissatisfaction, emptiness of spirit, and a bitter curse. Jeremy Taylor.

That I might live alone once with my gold.
O, 'tis a sweet companion, kind and true:
A man may trust it when his father cheats him,
Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelt,
That which makes all men false, is true itself.
Johnson.

I could wish, that everything I touch'd might
Turn to gold: this is the sinews of war,
And the sweetness of peace. Is it not gold
That makes the chastest yield to lust? the
wisest to

Folly the faithfullest to deceit? and

The most holy in heart, to be most hollow of heart?

In this word gold, are all the powers of the
Gods; the desires of men; the wonders
Of the world; the miracles of nature;
The looseness of fortune; and the triumphs of
Time. By gold, you may sbake off the courts of
Other princes, and have your own settled:
One spade of gold undermines faster than

A hundred mattocks of steel.
Religious balance are golden bags.
The first star of virtue is money.
Doth any thirst after gentry, and wish
To be esteemed beautiful?
King Coin hath a mint to stamp gentlemen,
And art to make amiableness.
Lilly.

In all wealth a principle of evil is implied; for in a perfect state of society,—in a realized kingdom of God upon earth,- there would be no such thing as property belonging to one man more than another. In the moment of the Church's first love, when that kingdom was for an instant realized, "all that believed were together, and had all things common;" and this existence of property has ever been so strongly felt as a witness for the selfishness of man, that in all ideas of a perfect commonwealth, which, if perfect, must of course be a church as well as a state,-from Plato's down to the Socialists', this of the communion of goods has been made a necessary condition. So that, though the possessor of the wealth, or those who transmitted it to him, may have fairly acquired it, yet it is not less this unrighteous mammon, witnessing in its very existence as one man's, and not every man's, for the corruption and selfishness of man,-for the absence of that highest love which would bave made each man feel that whatever was his, was also every one's beside, and would have rendered it impossible that a mine and thine should ever have existed. With all this, we must not of course forget that the attempt prematurely to realize this or any other little