The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1877-08-23
Jewels of Thought and Devotion.

Not they who know the awful gibbets anguish,
Not they who while sad years 90 by them, in
The sunless cells OF lonely prisons anguish
DO suffer fullest penalty for sin.
lis they who walk the highways unsupported
Yet with grim fear forever at their side,
Who clasps the corpse of some sin undetected,
corpse no grave or cotln-lid can hide.
lis they who are in their own chambers haunted
BY thoughts that like unwelcome guests intrude
And sit down unlimited and unwanted.
And make nightmare of the solitude.
Let pleasure be ever SO innocent the excess is
always criminal,
An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie
for an excuse Is IA lie guarded.
Theories are very thin and unsubstantial expe-
Renee only is tangible.
We are often prophets to others because we are
our OWL historians.
Our ancestors have travelled the iron; the gold
en- lies before us.
1t is safer to atfront some people than to oblige
them; for the better a man deserves the worse
they will speak Of him.
To doubt is an injury: to suspect a friend is a
breach OF friendship jealousy is seed sown but
III vicious minds. prone to distrust. because apt
to deceive. Lord l.andsdowne
Judges ought to be more learned than witty,
more revercnt than plausible and more advised
than confident. Above all things integrity is their
portion and proper virtue. Bacon.
If this life is unhappy it is burden to us, which
is difficult to bear if it is in every resi- nct happy
IT is dreadful to be deprived of it, so the IN either
the result is the same tor we must exist in
anxiety and apprehension. Bruyere.
The brave only know how to forgive it is the
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nature can arrive at. towards have done good
and kind actonS-cowards have fought, nav some
times even conquered but coward never for
gave. 1t is not in his nature; the power of doing
1t flows only from strength and greatness of soul,
conscious of Its own force and security. and abuve
tho little temptations of resenting every truicss
attempt to interrupt its happiness.
The OCEAN OF DEATH We are told that far
down through the ocean fair white shells are con
stanty falling, like snOwhakes in breathless win
Ter day that strew with downy drifts the prairie OF
the sea SO the rude wrecks and unSurrendered
dead must in the course of years receive Il silent
burial, as one would hide seepers form with
leaves of lilies. and the winds pass them by unds
turbed This shower is made of microscopic shells,
they say but in reality the old miniatures of name
less tribes that once held atoms OF the life that fills
the creation the old army of warriors who fought
their sparkle of day and died now, through the
dense heaven OF sea, let gently down upon that
PLAIN. No storms are there, no change Of seasons,
and no murnur of the world. Along that prairie
they Will lay the Geographic nerves and through
these downy drifts the quick intelligence will come
and 60 Through that dim realm will pass the
brothers call to brother round the world, and syl
tables Of love and hope will pulsatc like heart
within the rough Atlantic Everett
How wonderfully true is it that we spend our
lives a tale that is told
Come 20 back with me.
Who were the members of your fathers family
Resides brnthnrs and SistarS hn diva tbornl
Who visited! Who came and went Who were
the neighbOrs These things were vivid realities
to you when a child. v hat are they now Mere
marks. rs a landscape artist plants i'll the fore
ground figures with limbs and features clear, but
IN the tarotf distance when he could paint figure
taking his brush and spots down a mere dash-a
formless color mark to are the living things
OF the neghborhood. Some. to be sure stand up
and remain But million are forgotten where
remains.
Who went with You to the village school! Call
the roll Who were the successive teachers-Popes
of the tcrule
Who were the girls Who the bovss THen
when the llproarious school broke forth in tumujt
al dismissal, if had asked you, you could hay e
given every name. .Nor. call them up Who sat
by you on the right : who on the left Who were
III the first class who i'll the second! These were
important things then. Who whipped and
who was never struck These to goa, were
then more important than the Of European
revolution, the burning of Moscow the battle OF
Waterloo; but what do you remember of them
Some memories are more tenacious than others
A few will reproduce much more, some most
but little if any,
How much can you recall from the church Who
went with you! Who sat about you! Who were
the old men! Who were in their prime And
who like yourself were young! And if these liv
ing and throbbing realities faded out it will
be useless for me to ask You after the sermons
They were gone before they were finished They
fell upon your dissovng ear as flakes of snow up
ing.
How much do you recall from the green grave
yard What memories come thence, from that
populous city without magistrate, without law
where all who quarelled on earth, are now peace
able dust keeping excellent neighborhood! Beech