Plain living and high thinking are no more.

The education of circumstances is superior to that of tuition.

The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. -I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.

A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

Meek Walton's heavenly memory.

But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.

Like thoughts whose very sweetness yielded proof that they were born for immortality.