Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1883-06-27
Selections.


Setease is pain; the only rest
Is labor for worthy end;
A toll that gains with what yields
And scatters to its own increase,
And hears, while sowing outward fields
The harvest song of inward peace.
Whittier
Cool manners are made up of petty
sacrifices. -knerson.
The world owes us all Il living, but she
is Just as hard to collect from ~ any
other debtcr. .-TtmS.
One cannot always be a hero, but one
can always be Il man -GOethe.
There is nothing evil but what is within
us; the rest is either natural or accidental.
Sir Phillip Sidney.
He that loveth pureness Of heart, for
the grace of his lips the King shall be his
friend. .-ProrerJ5.
Faith lights rs through the dark to
Deity W. Davenant.
The gospel is an anthem from the
harps of Heaven.-Dr. Hodge.
Love is strong as death,
jealousy is cruel as the grave.
-Soomo'ls song.
A quiet conscience makes one so serene.
byron.
Heaven lies about us in our infancy
Fordsworth.
In delay,
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.
Shakespeare.
Be wisely worldly, but not worldly
wise. QNurleS.
God shall be my hope,
NJ stay, my guide, aud lantern to my feet.
-Shakespedrs.
Slow he fell from light,
And year by year the heavens seemed further Off
And human faces less divine.
Shakespeare.
To most men to morrow had been
'pecter, but Christ showed how it might be
IN angel.-Ecce Deus.
In the darkest hour through which a
human soul can pass, whatever else is
ioubtiul. this, at least is certain: If there
ne no God and no future state, vet, even
hen. 1t is better to he generous than
selfish, better to be chaste than licentious.
better to be true than false, better to be
brave than to be coward.-F ". Rob.
srtSOn
Margaret Fuller once said that she
accepted the universe, and Carlyle laughed
heartily on hearing it and said, II think
she'd better. .'-Julia Ward HoWe.
Positiveness of conviction and profound
sncerty;-in these must be found the
base blocks in the structure of heroic
'haracter.-Carlyle.
Great hearts only understand, how
much glory there is in being good
Jules Nichlet.
Some clocks do not strike. You must
IooG at them if you would know the time.
Some men do not taik their Christianity:
you must look at their lives if you would
know what the gospel can do for human
nature. But clock ueed not be incorrect
because 1t strikes; man need not be
inconsistent because he speaks as well as
lcts.-JoSeM Parker.
Upon tbe horizon of our times are msny
signs that doubt is clearing off, and the
promise OF lairer, brighter day to.
morrow.-Princetou
If you have performed an act of great
md disinterested virtue, conceal it; if YOU
publish it, you will neither be believed
here, nor rewarded hereafter Houghton.
A great deal of talent is lost in the
world for the want of a little courage.
Every day sends to the grave a number of
obscure men, who have only remained in
obscurty because their timidity has pre-
vented them from making a first effort.
md who, if they could have been induced
TO begin, would in all probability have
gone great lengths in fame. The fact is,
10 do anything 10 the world worth doing,
we must not stand back shivering and
linking of the cold and danger but lust
Jump in and scramble through as we'll as
we can 1t will not do to be perpetually
risks and adjusting nice
chances. 1t did very well long before the
1ood, where q man could support his
friends upon an intended publication for
hundred and fifty years, and then live to
see its success afterward. But At present
man waits and doubts, and hesitates and
,onsults his brother, and his uncle. and his
particular friends, until one day he finds
le is sixty years of age; then he has lost
10 much time in consulting his first cousin
md particular friends, that he has no time
o follow their advice.
FAILURE AND SUCCESS No true work
ince the world began was ever wasted;
10 true life since the world began has ever
allied. Oh, understand. my brothren those
wo perverted words, failure and success,
md measure them by the eternal, not bG
he earthly standard. What the world has
'egarded as the bittercst failure has often
,een in the sight of Heaven the most
success. When the cap, painted
With devils, was placed on the brows of
Tohn Huss, and he sank dying amid the
'mbers of the flame-was that a failure?
When st. Francis Navier died cold and
one.y on the bleak and desolate shore of
herthen land-was that failure? When
he frail, worn body of the apostle of the
ientiles was dragged By a hook from the
.rena, and the white sand scattered over
he crimson life blood of the victim whom
he dense amphitheatre despised as some
bscure and nameless Jew-was that a
ailureP And when, after thirty obsure,
unrecorded years In the shop of
he village carpenter, One came forth to
'e .eminently the Man of Sorrows. to
Wander from city to city in homeless
abors, and 10 expire in lonely agony upon
he shameful cross-was that failuree
Nay, my brethren, it was the life, it was
he death of him who lived that we might
ollow in his steps-it was the life, it was
he death, of the Son of God.-Frederic
v. FGrrdr.