Civility is a desire to receive civility, and to be accounted well-bred.
—Rochefoucauld.
330
The clergyman who lives in the city may have piety, but he must have taste.
—Emerson.
331
AN IDEAL.
Before me on the mantel-block,
There ticks a busy little clock—
The measurer of time.
It never stops or tries to shirk;
Unceasingly it plies its work
With zeal almost sublime.
Oh could I work as steadily,
Oh could I just as faithful be,
As this minute machine—
My life would be filled with success,
with industry,
with usefulness,
and happiness serene.
M. in Hampden-Sidney Magazine.