Suspicion, poisoning his brother's cup.
Catiline. G. CROLY.
SYMPATHY.
He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.
Romeo and Juliet, Act ii. Sc. 1 SHAKESPEARE.
No one is so accursed by fate,
No one so utterly desolate.
But some heart, though unknown,
Responds unto his own.
Endymion. H.W. LONGFELLOW.
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds,
And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleased
With melting airs of martial, brisk, or grave;
Some chord in unison with what we hear
Is touched within us, and the heart replies.
The Task: Winter Walk at Noon. W. COWPER.
Oh! who the exquisite delights can tell,
The joy which mutual confidence imparts?
Or who can paint the charm unspeakable,
Which links in tender hands two faithful hearts?
Psyche. MRS. M. TIGHE.
O! ask not, hope thou not too much
Of sympathy below:
Few are the hearts whence one same touch
Bids the same fountain flow.
Kindred Hearts. MRS. F.D. HEMANS.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow
For other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Odyssey, Bk. XVIII. HOMER. Trans. of POPE.
TABLE, THE.
Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it:
But we hae meat, and we can eat;
Sae let the Lord be thankit.
Grace before Meat. R. BURNS.