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And for yon grave-faced folly, need not far to look for bez
would be left alone;
NEED but of light philosophy to dare the world's dread laugh;
But grasp it with bold hand,-is it not a bundle of myrrn?
thee; But answer thou their laughter witb contempt, and the scoffers will lick
The rraise of holy men is a promise of praise from their Master;
ber, And the cordial quaffed with thirst may generate the fumes of presump
tion. So seek it not for itself, but taste, and go gladly on thy way, For the mariner slacketh not his sail, though the sandal-groves of Araby
allure him ; And the fragrance of that incense would harm thee, as when, on a sum
mer evening, The honied yellow flowers of the broom oppress thy charmed sense : And a man hath too much of praise, for he praiseth himself continually; Neither lacketh he at any time self-commendation or excuse.
Praise a fool, and slay him: for the canvass of his vanity is spread;
of humility, And is glad when his course is cheered by the sympathy of brethren
ashore. The praise of a good man is good, for he holdeth up the mirror of Truth, That Virtue may see her own beauty, and delight in her own fair face : The praise of a bal ...... is evil, for he hideth the deformity of Vice,
Casting the mantle of a queen around the limbs of a leper.
fellows; And he that overmuch regardeth it, shall earn only their contempt : 'The honest commendation of an equal no one can scorn, and be blame
less, Yet even that fair fame no one can hunt for and be honoured : If it come, accept it and be thankful, and be thou humble in accepting; If it tarry, be not thou cast down; the bee can gather honey out of rue : And is thine aim so low, that the breath of those around thee Can speed thy feathered arrow, or retard its flight? The child shooteth at a butterfly, but the man's mark is an eagle ; And while his fellows talk, he hath conquered in the clouds. Ally thee to truth and godliness, and use the talents in thy cnarge; So shalt thou walk in peace, deserving, if not having. With a friend, praise him when thou canst; for many a friendship hath
decayed, Like a plant in a crowded corner, for want of sunshine on its leaves : With another, praise him not often-otherwise he shall despise thee; But be thou frugal in commending ; so will he give honour to thy judge
ment: For thou that dost so zealously commend, art acknowledging thine own
inferiority, And he, thou so highly hast exalted, shall proudly look down on thy es
Wilt thou that one remember a thing ?-praise him in the midst of thy
advice; Never yet forgat man the word whereby he hath been praised. Better to be censured by a thousand fools, than approved but by one man
that is wise;
And justly, should recompense well-doing, as well as be strict with an
offender; The laurel is cheap to the giver, but precious in his sight who hath won it, And the heart of the soldier rejoiceth in the approving glance of his chief Timely given praise is even better than the merited rebuke of censure, For the sun is more needful to the plant than the knife that cutteth out a
canker; Many a father hath erred, in that he hath withheld reproof, But more have mostly sinned, in withholding praise where it was due: There be many such as Eli among men; but these be more culpable than
Eli, Who chill the fountain of exertion by the freezing looks of indifference: Ye call a man easy and good, yet he is as a two-edged sword; He rebuketh not vice, and it is strong: he comforteth not virtue, and it
fainteth. There is nothing more potent among men than a gift timely bestowed, And a gift kept back where it was hoped, separateth chief friends : For what is a gift but a symbol, giving substance to praise and esteem ? And where is a sharper arrow than the sting of unmerited neglect ?
Expect not praise from the mean, neither gratitude from the selfish;
giving; And his stubbornness never shall acknowledge the good he hath taken
from thy hand : Yea, rather will he turn and be thy foe, lest thou gather from his friend.
ship, That he doth account thee creditor, and standeth in the second place, Still, O kindly feeling heart, be not thou chilled by the thankless, Neither let the breath of gratitude fan thee into momentary heat. Do good for good's own sake, looking not to worthiness nor love; Fling thy grain among the rocks, cast thy bread upon the waters, His claim be strongest to thy help, who thrown most helplessly upon
thee, So shalt thou have a better praise, and reap a richer harvest of reward.