Let warning wisdom's kindly speech
Thy friend his faults and failings show;
But let thy mute example teach
The love of virtue to thy foe.
PLEASURE.
List a mortal's quest, sweet Pleasure!
Why so fleeting?—answer, pray:
Lost as soon as found, thy treasure!
None can thy dear presence stay.
Thank thou, Fate, she cried, whose minions,
All the gods, love me alone;
Were I fashioned without pinions,
They would keep me for their own!
[THE QUOD CORRESPONDENCE.]
Harry Harson.
CHAPTER FIFTEENTH.
More than a week had elapsed since the rupture between Rhoneland and Rust; and during that period Jacob neither saw him nor heard from him. But in that interval he had become confirmed in his purpose of resistance; and had resolved, come what might, to risk any thing, rather than submit to the mental bondage which had hitherto crushed him. Steadfast in this purpose, he quietly awaited the movements of his adversary.