from mine own company.
_Midsummer Night's Dream, Act iii. Sc_. 2.
SHAKESPEARE.

Then Sleep and Death, two twins of winged race,
Of matchless swiftness, but of silent pace.
_Iliad, Bk. XVI_. HOMER. _Trans. of_ POPE.

Care-charming sleep, thou easer of all woes,
Brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose
On this afflicted prince; fall like a cloud
In gentle showers;... sing his pain
Like hollow murmuring wind or silver rain.
_Valentinian_. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.

SMILE.

Smiles from reason flow,
To brute denied, and are of love the food.
_Paradise Lost, Bk. IX_. MILTON.

Why should we faint and fear to live alone,
Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die,
Nor even the tenderest heart, and next our own,
Knows half the reasons why we smile and sigh?
_The Christian Year, 24th Sunday after Trinity_.
J. KEBLE.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be followed perhaps by a smile.
_The Rose_. W. COWPER.

The social smile, the sympathetic tear.
_Education and Government_. T. GRAY.

Eternal smiles his emptiness betray.
As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
_Satires: Prologue_. A. POPE.

So comes a reckoning when the banquet's o'er.
The dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more.
_The What d' ye Call 't_. J. GAY.

SOCIETY.

Heav'n forming each on other to depend,
A master, or a servant, or a friend,
Bids each on other for assistance call,
Till one man's weakness grows the strength of all.
_Essay on Man, Epistle II_. A. POPE.

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key: be checked for silence,
But never taxed for speech.
_All's Well That Ends Well, Act i. Sc. 1_. SHAKESPEARE.

A people is but the attempt of many
To rise to the completer life of one--
And those who live as models for the mass
Are singly of more value than they all.
_Luria, Act v_. R. BROWNING.

There my retreat the best companions grace,
Chiefs out of war, and statesmen out of place;
There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl,
The feast of reason and the flow of soul.
_Imitations of Horace, Satire I. Bk. II_. A. POPE.

Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey,
Dost sometimes counsel take--and sometimes tea.
_Rape of the Lock, Canto III_. A. POPE.

Among unequals what society
Ca