And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Called my And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground, Was no more than his due who brought good news from QUEEN MAB. MERCUTIO. Mer. O, THEN, I see queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Her waggon-spokes made of long-spinners' legs; Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of film ; Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love! O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream. VALUE OF ATTENTION. "COURAGE-PERSEVERE." This is the motto of a friend and worker. Not because the eyes of Europe are upon you, for I don't in the least believe it; nor because the eyes of even England are upon you, for I don't in the least believe it; not because your doings will be proclaimed with blast of trumpet at street corners, for no such musical performances will take place; not because self-improvement is at all certain to lead to worldly success, but simply because it is good and right of itself, and because, being so, it does assuredly bring with it its own resources and its own rewards. I would further commend to you a very wise and witty piece of advice on the conduct of the understanding which was given more than half a century ago by the Rev. Sydney Smithwisest and wittiest of the friends I have lost. He says-and he is speaking, you will please understand, as I speak, to a school of volunteer students-he says: "There is a piece of foppery which is to be cautiously guarded against, the foppery of universality, of knowing all sciences and excelling in all arts-chemistry, mathematics, algebra, dancing, history, reasoning, riding, fencing, Low Dutch, High Dutch, and natural philosophy. In short, the modern precept of education very often is, 'Take the Admirable Crichton for your model, I would have you ignorant of nothing.' Now," says he, "my advice, on the contrary, is to have the courage to be ignorant of a great number of things, in order that you may avoid the calamity of being ignorant of everything." The one serviceable, safe, certain, remunerative, attainable quality in every study and in every pursuit is the quality of ATTENTION. My own invention or imagination, such as it is, I can most truthfully assure you, would never have served me as it has, but for the habit of commonplace, humble, patient, daily, toiling, drudging attention. Genius, vivacity, quickness of penetration, brilliancy in association of ideassuch mental qualities, like the qualities of the apparition of the externally armed head in Macbeth, will not be commanded; but attention, after due term of submissive service, always will. Like certain plants which the poorest peasant may grow in the poorest soil, it can be cultivated by any one, and it is certain in its own good season to bring forth flowers and fruit.-Dickens. DEATH OF MINNEHAHA. O THE long and dreary Winter! Fell, and could not rise from weakness, Came two guests, and silent, Sat there without word of welcome In the seat of Laughing Water; FAMINE one, the other FEVER. And the lovely Minnehaha Lay down on her bed in silence, Lay there trembling, freezing, burning, At the looks they cast upon her, At the fearful words they uttered. In the wigwam with Nokomis, With those gloomy guests, that watched her, She was lying, the Beloved, "Hark!" she said, "I hear a rushing, In the land of the Dacotahs!" "No, my child!" said old Nokomis, ""Tis the smoke, that waves and beckons!" "Ah!" she said, "the eyes of Pauguk Glare upon me in the darkness, I can feel his icy fingers Clasping mine amid the darkness! And the desolate Hiawatha, Far away amid the forest, Over snow-fields waste and pathless, That the forest moaned and shuddered, That the very stars in heaven Shook and trembled with his anguish. Then they buried Minnehaha; And at night a fire was lighted, To the Land of the Hereafter !"-Longfellow. ! A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM. SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, STARVELING, QUINCE. Quince. Is all our company here? Bottom. You are best to call them generally, man by man, according to the scrip. Quince. Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our interlude before the duke and duchess, on his wedding-day at night. Bottom. First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats on; then read the names of the actors; and so grow to a point. |