if an author would have us feel a strong degree of compassion, his characters must not be too perfect.

So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.

The well taught philosophic mind To all compassion gives; Casts round the world an equal eye, And feels for all that lives.

You speak of beginning the education of your son. The moment he was able to form an idea his education was already begun. . . .

We may think all religions beneficial, and believe of one alone that it is true.

The world has little to bestow Where two fond hearts in equal love are joined.

We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone?