th, ages before our era of scientific
reductions, the _energia_--the vital energy--of the minstrel's
song was undisputed. It seems to me, in spite of all we hear
about materialism, that the sentiment imparting this
energy--the poetic impulse, at least--has seldom been more
forceful than at this moment.
STEDMAN.

How inexhaustibly the spirit grows!
One object, she seemed erewhile born to reach
With her whole energies and die content,--
So like a wall at the world's edge it stood,
With nought beyond to live for,--is that reached?--
Already are new undreamed energies
Outgrowing under, and extending farther
To a new object; there's another world!--BROWNING.

I have heard that nothing gives an author so great pleasure as
to find his works respectfully quoted by other learned
authors. This pleasure I have seldom enjoyed; for though I
have been, if I may say it without vanity, an eminent author
(of almanacs) annually, now a full quarter of a century, my
brother authors in the same way (for what reason I know not)
have ever been very sparing in their applauses; and no other
author has taken the least notice of me: so that, did not my
writings produce me some solid pudding, the great deficiency
of praise would have quite discouraged me.--FRANKLIN.

Studies serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability.
Their chief use for delight is in privateness and retiring;
for ornament, is in discourse; and for ability, is in the
judgment and disposition of business; for expert men can
execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one; but
the general counsels, and the plots and marshalling of
affairs, come best from those that are learned. To spend too
much time in studies, is sloth; to use them too much for
ornament, is affectation; to make judgment wholly by their
rules, is the humor of a scholar: they perfect nature, and are
perfected by experience; for natural abilities are like
natural plants, that need pruning by study; and studies
themselves do give forth directions too much at large except
they be bounded in by experience.--BACON.

We want the same glorious privileges which we enjoy to go down
to our children. We cannot sleep well the last sleep, nor will
the