Religion Is The Fruit Of The Spirit,

Many Men Want Wealth,--not A Competence Alone, But A Live-story Competence. Everything Subserves This; And Religion They Would Like As A Sort Of Lightning-rod To Their Houses, To Ward Off By And By The Bolts Of Divine Wrath.

All The Sobriety Which' Religion Needs Or Requires Is That Which Real Earnestness Produces.

In This World, Full Often, Our Joys Are Only The Tender Shadows Which Our Sorrows Cast.

Some Sorrows Are But Footprints In The Snow, Which The Genial Sun Effaces, Or, If It Does Not Wholly Efface, Changes Into Dimples.

When A Man Can Look Upon The Simple Wild-rose, And Feel No Pleasure, His Taste Has Been Corrupted.