The knowledge of the world is only to be acquired in the world, and not in the closet.
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FROM "EVERY DAY CHRISTIAN LIFE."
Shall I tell you what a princess wrote—the Princess Amelia, who was an aunt of our good Queen Victoria, and who after a long and painful sickness and trial died at an early age?—
"Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,
I laughed and danced, I talked and sung,
And proud of health, of freedom, vain,
Dreamt not of sorrow, care, or pain.
Oh! then, in those bright hours of glee,
I thought the world was made for me.
But when the hour of trial came,
And sickness shook my feeble frame,
And folly's gay pursuits were o'er,
And I could sing and dance no more—
Oh! then, I thought how sad 'twould be,
Were only this world made for me."
—F. W. Farrar, D. D.
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A man's quarrel with the world, is only a quarrel with himself.