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Bowles.

And well do vanish'd frowns enhance The charm of every brighten'd glance; And dearer seems each dawning smile, For having lost its light awhile.

Moore.

When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray,

What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What tears can wash her guilt away 1

The only art her guilt to cover,

To hide her shame from every eye,

To give repentance to her lover,

And wring his bosom -is, to die.

Goldsmith.

The wave which commences in the distance, and swells as it approaches the shore, may be compared to the secret desire of the heart which begins silently and softly, but becomes at last irresistible.

What though short my date 1

Virtue, not rolling suns, the mind matures. That life is long which answers life's great end.

Young.