sorrow, not with sighs,
Not with clouds, love, on thy brow,
Not with tears, love, in thine eyes.
We shall meet, we know not where,
And be blest, we dream not how,
With a kiss and with a prayer
Leave me now, love, leave me now!

--_By Winthrop M. Praed._

752

ADVICE TO A GIRL.

Never love unless you can
Bear with all the faults of man!
Men sometimes will jealous be
Though but little cause they see,
And hang the head as discontent,
And speak what straight they will repent.

Men, when their affairs require,
Must awhile themselves retire;
Sometimes hunt, and sometimes hawk,
And not ever sit and talk:----
If these and such-like you can bear,
Then like, and love, and never fear!

--_Thomas Campion._

753

THE EDUCATION OF GIRLS.

The Princess of Wales has decided views on the education of children.
Her Royal Highness, it appears, strongly objects to "cramming" children
with useless learning, which she declares is a mere waste of time.

The Princess considers it harmful to force a child in studies which are
distasteful to it, and that the child should be allowed to abandon that
study, and take up one it likes better.

Similarly, she disapproves of advanced arithmetic for girls. She
considers that all that most girls need ever know about arithmetic, is
addition and subtraction, "enough to know how to do their housekeeping
and pay their debts," she says.

--_London Paper._

754

No one can give what he has not.

--_Latin._

755

Not every one that dances is glad.

--_French._

756

THE HOUR GLASS

Is an emblem of human life. Behold! how swiftly the sands run, and how
rapidly our lives are drawing to a close! We cannot, without
astonishment, behold the little particles which are contained in this
machine; how they pass away almost imperceptibly! And yet, to our
surprise, in the short space of an hour, they are all exhausted. Thus
wastes man! To-day he puts forth the tender leaves of hope; to-morrow,
blossoms, and bears his blushing honors thick upon him; the next day
comes a frost, which nips the shoot; and when he thinks his greatness is
still aspiring, he falls, like autum