Familiar Sayings.

Otago Witness, Issue 1555, 27 August 1881, Page 26

Familiar Sayings.

Quotations from the best Authors. 9vr rea&en are invited to contribute quotation* of net , more than eight or nine Una.) Selected by J. D. Fyfe, Waikaia :—

We bear her home ! we bear her home ! , Oar the murmuring salt sea's foam ; ,-Otic who has fled from the war of life, From sorrow, pain, and the fever strife. —Barry Cormoall\ There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, The silver links that lengthen Joy's visits when most brief. —Bernard Burton.

Thou shalt lie down

' With Patriarchs of the infant world— with kings, • '•' ' The powerful of the earth— the wise, the good, * Fair 'farms and hoary seers of ages past, AU in one mighty sepulchre.

— Bryant.

Weep not for those whom the veil of the tomb, * ■In life's early morning, hath hid from our eyes, Ere sin threw a veil o'er the spirit's young bloom, Or earth had profaned what was born for the akies. —Moon. : Thou hast been called, 0 sleep, the fiend of woe,J But 'tis the happy who have called thee so. — Robert Soutlwj.

Seleoted by W. Gordon, Taranaki :— Very like a whale.

—EamUt.

What's done cannot he undone:

— Macbeth.

Time lays his hand on pyramids. —Sir. W. Davenant.

Russet lawns and fallows grey.

—Milton. He is the freeman whom the tiuth makes free. —Cowper. There's music in the gushing of a rill. — Byron.

Bdeoted by A. £„ Mount Cargill :—

Tattlers.

', It's a great pit; that some people will slander their 'neighbours. Every community ia cursed by the presence of a class of people who make it their business to attend to everybody's affairs. It wouldn't be so bad if they would apeak the ' truth, but it seems they cannot do that. Suoh people are the meanest specimens of depraved humanity whom Providence permits to exist on this earth. It is astonishing to what an extent falsehood and slander exist in the oonntry districts.

Selected by Triffie Knowe, Naee'oy, from Campbell's Pleasures of Hope — 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view. I am the future by the past of man.

Was man ordain'd the slare of man to toil, Yoked with the brutes, and fetter*d to the soil ; Weigh'd in a tyrant's balance with his gold? No .'—Nature stamp'd us in a heavenly mould ! She bade no wretch his thankless labour urge, Nor, trembling, take the pittance and the scourge. 'Tis yours, unmoved, to sever and to meet ; No pledge is sacred, and no home is sweet. Without the smile from partial beauty won, Oh ! what were man ? A world without a sun. It is a dread and awful thing to die. Truth, ever lovely ;— since the world began The foe of tyrants and the friend of man. Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave— oh ! leave the light of Hope behind.

Seleoted by J. Davidson, Kaihiku :— ' Princeß have but their titles for their glories, , An outward honour for an inward toil ; And for unfolt imaginations They often feel a world of restless cares. So that between their titles and low' name There's nothing differs but the outward fame. — Shakespeare. j

I would not waste my spring of youth In idle dalliance ; I would plant rich seeds To blossom in my manhood, and scatter fruit When I am old.

—Hillhoim. , Truth is aa impossible to be soiled by any' outward touch as the sunbeam.— Milton.

Seleoted by John Hardie, George street :— Good pob Evil. A more glorious victory cannot be gained! over another than this; that when the. in jury! began on his part, the kindness should begin on '• oura.— Tillotson.

1 Cffll/DHOOD. The tear down childhood's cheek that flows ■ Isl ike the dewdrop on the rose ; When next the summer breeze comes by, And waves the bush, the flower is dry.

Content. : My crown is in my heart, not on my head ; i Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, '■ Nor to be seen ; lny crown is called content ; ? A crown it is that seldom kings onjoy. ■. ■ . —ShahQapeare ,