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 Is there a doubt that is not harboured or believed, however agonizing ? yet, though believed, is it not at once forgiven ? Every feeling but one is extinct in absence; every idea but one image is banished as profane.

policy never fixes one end of a chain round the ancle of a slave, but divine justice rivets the other round the neck of his tyrant.

We end

When scarce begun,

And ere we apprehend

That we began to live; our life is done:

Then count thy days; and if they flow too fast,

For thy dull thoughts to count; count every

Day the last! Inscription On An Old Tombstone.