ce_.
There is however a limit at which _forbearance_ ceases to be a
virtue.
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Careless their merits or their faults to scan,
His _pity_ gave ere charity began.
For _pity_ melts the mind to love.
For _pitee_ renneth [runneth] soon in gentle herte [heart].
Our _sympathy_ is cold to the relation of distant misery.
Man may dismiss _compassion_ from his heart, but God will never.
It is unworthy a religious man to view an irreligious one either with
alarm or aversion; or with any other feeling than regret, and hope, and
brotherly _commiseration_.
Their congratulations and their _condolences_ are equally words of
course.
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Is there for honest _poverty_
That hings [hangs] his head, and a' that?
Not to be able to bear _poverty_ is a shameful thing, but not to know
how to chase it away by work is a more shameful thing yet.
Stitch! stitch! stitch!
In _poverty_, hunger, and dirt,
And still with a voice of dolorous pitch,
Would that its tone could reach the Rich,
She sang this "Song of the Shirt!"
_Poverty_ is dishonorable, not in itself, but when it is a proof of
laziness, intemperance, luxury, and carelessness; whereas in a person that
is temperate, industrious, just and valiant, and who uses all his virtues
for the public good, it shows a great and lofty mind.
_Want_ is a bitter and hateful good,
Because its virtues are not understood;
Yet many things, impossible to thought,
Have been by _need_ to full perfection brought.
Hundreds would never have known _want_ if they had not first known
waste.
O! reason not the _need_; our basest beggars
Are in the poorest thing superfluous:
Allow not nature more than nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's.
The Christian inhabitants of Thessaly would be reduced to
_destitution_.
It is the care of a very great part of mankind to conceal their
_indigence_ from the rest.
Chill _penury_ repress'd their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
Chill _penury_ weighs down the heart itself; and though it sometimes
be endured with calmness, it is but the calmness of despair.
Where _penury_ is felt the thought is chain'd,
And sweet colloquial pleasures are but few.
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_Regrets_ over the past should chasten the
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