A MOSAIC FOR FRIENDS.

SINCE trifles make the sum of human things,

And half our misery from our foibles springs,
Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease,
And few can serve or save, but all can please,
Oh let the ungentle spirit learn from hence
A small unkindness is a great offence;
Large bounties to bestow we strive in vain,
But all may shun the guilt of giving pain.

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Hannah More.

FOR

'OR two enemies, the world is too small; for two friends, a needle's eye is big enough.

How

WOW common it is for one's friends to drop a heavy weight upon one's heart, and then desire one not to let it dwell

there!

H. Martineau.

FORSE

voi amereste meglio un amico più ideale: non so che dire fabbricativelo-Quello era così.

NO PERFECTION.

HEN a man glances critically through the circle of his intimate friends, he is obliged to confess that they are far from being perfect. They profess neither the beauty of Apollo, nor the wisdom of Solon, nor the wit of Mercutio, nor

the reticence of Napoleon III. Yet forced to make such uncomfortable confessions, our supposed man does not like his friends one whit the less. *** Perfection is not essential to friendship. *** If a man be an entire and perfect chrysolite, you slide off him, and fall back into ignorance.

From "Dreamthorp," by Alexander Smith.

A MOSAIC FOR YOUNG MEN.

A MOSAIC FOR YOUNG MEN.

Be bolde, Be bolde, and everywhere Be bolde-
Be not too bolde;

FAERY QUEENE.-Book III., Canto XI.

THE World is his who has Patience.

THE borrower is servant to the lender.

Hebrew.

FIDELITY is seven-tenths of business-success.