As I have said ere now, the battle of Mercy, like that of Freedom,
"Once begun,
Though often lost, is always won."
Miss F. P. Cobbe.
NOBILITY.
From yon blue heavens above us bent
The grand old gardener and his wife
Smile at the claims of long descent.
Howe'er it be, it seems to me
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.
A. Tennyson.