Love reigns the lord of every mortal heart;
He wounds the beggar, wounds the king,
And is the fairest, falsest thing,
That e’er excited joy, or bade a
bosom smart.
Light as the wind, rough as the wave,
He’s both a tyrant and a slave;
A fire that freezes, and a frost that’s
hot,
A bitter sweet, a luscious sour,
Wretched is he who knows his pow’r,
But far more wretched still is he who
knows it not.
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TRUTH, A FABLE.
At the gates of Sorbonne, Truth one day showed her face. The syndic met her. “What,” said he, “do you want?” “Alas! hospitality.” “Your name?” “My name is Truth.” “Flee,” said he, in anger, “flee, or I seek vengeance on your profaneness.” “You chase me away,” answered Truth; “but I live in hope to have my turn, being the spoiled child of Time, and gaining every thing by the means of my father.”
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The initial letters of the Latin names of the kings of Bonaparte’s family form the Latin word Nihil, (nothing;) and this used to be called the genealogical acrostic:
L udovicus.
I osephus.
H ieronymus.
I oachim.
N apoleo.
T.B.
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THE SUBTERFUGE.
“I vow, my dear Strephon,”
said Chloe one day,
While Damon lay hid in the
bower,
“Yon sun that now gazes shall see
a kiss given
To no one but thee from this
hour.”
Now Strephon is gone—and with
mournful eye
Poor Damon upbraided the fair.
“Hush! blockhead,” said Chloe,
“the sun’s now on high,
But d’ye think it will
always be there?”
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