I May Not Hope From Outward Forms

And Though Thou Notest From Thy Safe Recess Old Friends Burn Dim, Like Lamps In Noisome Air Love Them For What They Are; Nor Love Them Less, Because To Thee They Are Not What They Were.

The Book Of Job Is Pure Arab Poetry Of The Highest And Most Antique Cast.

Readers May Be Divided Into Four Classes: 1) Sponges, Who Absorb All That They Read And Return It In Nearly The Same State, Only A Little Dirtied. 2) Sand-glasses, Who Retain Nothing And Are Content To Get Through A Book For The Sake Of Getting Through The Time. 3) Strain-bags, Who Retain Merely The Dregs Of What They Read. 4) Mogul Diamonds, Equally Rare And Valuable, Who Profit By What They Read, And Enable Others To Profit By It Also

Persecution Is A Very Easy Form Of Virtue.

Dryden 's Genius Was Of That Sort Which Catches Fire By Its Own Motion; His Chariot Wheels Get Hot By Driving Fast.