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 ſprightlineſs of his countenance inſtantly returned, and he paſſed forward without appearance of repining or complaint.

I turned again toward the angel, impatient to enquire from what ſecret ſource happineſs is derived, in a ſituation ſo different from that in which it might have been expected; but he again prevented my requeſt: Almet, ſaid he, 'remember what thou haſt ſeen, and let this memorial be written upon the tablet of thy heart. Remember, Almet, that the world in which thou art placed, is but the road to another, and that happineſs depend not upon the path, but the end: The value of this period of thy exiſtence is fixed by hope and fear. The wretch who wiſhed to linger in the garden, who looked round upon its limits with terror, was deſtitute of enjoyment, because he was deſtitute of hope, and was perpetually tormented with the dread of loſing that which he did enjoy. The ſong of the birds had been repeated till it was not heard, and the flowers had so often recurred, that their beauty was not ſeen; the rivers glided by unnoticed, and he feared to lift his eye to the