Recreation.

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ἐν πάντι γλυκεια ἔργῳ, κόρον δ' ἔχει

και μελι, και τὰ τέρπν ̓ ἄνθε' Αφροδίσια."PINDAR.

"Recreation is intended to the mind, as whetting to the scythe, to sharpen the edge of it which otherwise would grow dull and bluut He therefore that spends his whole time in recreation is ever whetting, never mowing; his grass may grow, and his steed starve: as contrarily, he that always toils and never recreates, is ever mowing, never whetting, labouring much to little purpose, As good no scythe, as no edge, Then only does the work go forward, when the scythe is so seasonably and moderately whetted, that it may cut, and so cut, that it may have the help of sharpening,"-BISHOP HALL,

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Quod caret alternâ requie durabile non est,

Hæc reparat vires fessaque membra novat,"-OYID,

Quae nunquam vacuocarebit aquis,”—OVID,

"Otia corpus alunt ; animus quoque pascitur illis,
Immodicus contra carpit utrumque labor."-OVID.

Not alway doth Apollo bend his bow;
At eve the flowerets fold their bells in sleep;
By night alone the nightingale doth keep
His revel; nesting swallows come and go
Alternate; Ocean hath its ebb and flow;
Of rest the procreant Earth hath season deep,
When Winter's icy fingers o'er her sweep,
And bind her, rill and glebe, in frost and snow.

O'ertasked, the body 'neath its labour droops;
The watchful eyelids close 'neath slumber's sway;-
O! Student, give thy mind its holiday,
And sweet secession from its lamplit toils-

No bee for aye the nectar-treasure spoils;

No falcon on its prey for ever stoops.

Exercise.

“ Τὰ τόξα οἱ κεκτημένοι, ἐπεὰν μὲν δέωνται χρᾶσθαι, ἐντανύουσι· ἐπεὰν δὲ χρήσωνται, ἐκλύουσι. εἰ γὰρ δὴ τὸν πάντα χρόνον ἐντεταμένα εἴη, ἐκραγείη ἄν· ὥστε ἐς τὸ δέον οὐκ ἂν ἔχοιεν αὐτοῖσι χρῆσθαι. οὕτω δὴ καὶ ἀνθρώπον κατάστασις· εἰ ἐθέλοι κατεσπουδάσθαι αἰεὶ, μηδὲ ἐς παι γνίην τὸ μέρος ἑωυτὸν ἀνιέναι, λάθοιἂν ἤτοι μανείς, ἢ ὅγε ἀπόπληκτος γενόμενος. τὰ ἐγὼ ἐπιστάμενος μέρος ἑκατέρῳ νέμω.”—HERCDOTUS.

"Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue,
But moody and dull melancholy,

Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair,
And at their heels a huge infectious troop

Of pale disteroperatures, and foes to life.-SHAKESPEARE.
Let Labour, exercise, reflection, sleep,
In just proportions each calm day divide,
Let thy free hand the sketching pencil guide,
Or thy bold fingers the full organ sweep:
Thine be all manly sports; the running leap;
The guarded wicket: thine the rest beside
The Summer brook that forest shadows hide
From the fierce Sun, where the lush violets peep:
Thine the brisk friendly walk, the rapid ride
That makes the pulse and heart's blood bounding go:
The headlong naked plunge into the cool

Waters that shock, then set the limbs aglow :
The graceful art that fearless know to glide
In glancing circles o'er the frozen pool.

Note.-Lord Coke advises the Law Student thus ;
"Sex horas somno, totidem des legibus æquis;
Quatuor orabis; reliquas largire camænis."

For which Sir William Jones substitutes,
"Seven hours to Law, to gentle slumber seven ;

Ten to the world allot-and all to Heaven."

Vindemiatio."*

“ Εκτι γάρ τις ἐναλία

εὐβοιὶς αἰα· τῇδε βάκχειος βότρυς
ἐπ ̓ ἦμαρ ἕρπει. πρῶτα μὲν λαμπρᾶς ἕω
κεκλημάτωται χλωρὸν οἰνάνθης δέμας
εἶτ ̓ ἦμαρ αὔξει μέσσον ὄμφακος τύπον
γλυκαίνεταί τε κἀποκερκοῦται βότρυς·
δείλῃ δὲ πᾶσα τέμνεται βλαστουμένη

καλῶς ὀπώρα κἀνακίρναται ποτόν.”—SOPHOCLES.

After the thought, the labour, and the care,
And the rich influence of the ripening sun,
The Vintage comes! Its glories have begun ;
The vines are of their golden clusters bare;
Their purple bunches they no longer wear:
Like Bacchanals, the laden peasants run
To cast their burthen in the mighty tun;

The girls with merry laugh the vats prepare :

The dance-like tread the bursting treasure crusheth ; Forth from the trampled grape the life-blood gusheth ; Its mounts with ruby tide or amber foam,

Till the full promise of the fruitful year

Is stored and sealed in flagons, bright and clear,

Mid the rejoicings of the vintage-home.

* I have taken this title from Bacon's Nevum Organon.

The Schools.

Work hard; work honestly; work day by day:
Ever complete thy self-allotted toil ;

E'en though thy lamp must burn its midnight oil :
Thy guerdon shall be in thine easy sway
And mastery of learning's strong array,

When in the time of trial thou shalt foil

Each subtlest question, and bear off the spoil.
So in his martial exercise and play,
The Roman soldier weightier armour bore,
Than in the clash of real fight he wore ;
Brandished aloft with ease a massier shield;
A weightier sword from out his scabbard drew;
A javelin more pond'rous poised and threw :
His lightest task was on the battle field.

Education,

"Vidi ego nuper equum, contra sua vincla tenacem,
Ore reluctanti fulminis ire modo.

Constitit, ut primum concessas sensit habenas,
Frenaque in effusâ laxa jacere jubâ.”—OVID.

The gem, uncut, emits no flash or play
Of lustrous flame from its unpolish'd side;
On their espalier trained, and pruned, and tied,
The golden plums imbibe the sunny day;
And grafted apples their full branches sway.
The river, taught between safe banks to glide,
Spreads not its wintry ruin far and wide,
But makes the laughing meadows rich and gay.
The fiery colt, subdued by bit and spur,
Learns all the paces from his masters's hand:
At first impatient of his yoke, the steer

Soon draws the long straight furrows o'er the land;
And so we smooth, and train, confine, and stir
The boy; and so the worthy man we rear.