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Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung.
Vacant heart, and hand, and eye, Easy live and quiet die.
We shall never learn to feel and respect our real calling and destiny, unless we have taught ourselves to consider every thing as moonshine, compared with the education of the heart.
Where, where was Roderick then! One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men!
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Yet seemed that tone, and gesture bland,
Your Lordship will probably recollect where the Oriental tale occurs, of a Sultan who consulted Solomon on the proper inscription for a signet-ring, requiring that the maxim which it conveyed should be at once proper for moderating the presumption of prosperity and tempering the pressure of adversity. The apophthegm supplied by the Jewish sage was, I think, admirably adapted for both purposes, being comprehended in the words “And this also shall pass away.”
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