Men look to the East for the dawning things, for the light of a rising sun
But they look to the West, to the crimson West,
for the things that are done, are done.
Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is — more knave than fool.
Au demeurant, le meilleur fits du monde.
In other respects the best fellow in the world.
In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow,
Thou'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow;
Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen about thee,
That there's no living with thee, or without thee.
And, but herself, admits no parallel.
Hereafter he will make me know,
And I shall surely find.
He was too wise to err, and O,
Too good to be unkind.
Medley— Hymn. Claimed for Rev. Thomas
East, but not found.
Who knows nothing base,
Fears nothing known.
Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech,
His breath like caller air,
His very foot has music in 't,
As he comes up the stair.
In men whom men condemn as ill
I find so much of goodness still,
In men whom men pronounce divine
I find so much of sin and blot
I do not dare to draw a line
Between the two, where God has not.
He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the mid-day sun;
Himself his own dungeon.
Yet, where an equal poise of hope and fear
Does arbitrate the event, my nature is
That I incline to hope rather than fear,
And gladly banish squint suspicion.
Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles,
Nods and Becks and wreathed Smiles.
Unrespited, unpitied, unreprieved.
Sufficient to liave stood, though free to fall.
For contemplation he and valor formed.
For softness she and sweet attractive grace.
Adam the goodliest man of men since born
His sons, the fairest of her daughters, Eve.
Her virtue and the conscience of her worth. That would be wooed, and not unsought be won.
Les homines, fripons en détail, sont en gros de très-honnêtes gens.
| trans = Men, who are rogues individually, are in the mass very honorable people.
| author = Montesquieu
| work = De l'Esprit.
| place = XXV. C. 2.
| topic = Character
| page = 102
}}
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| num = 19
| text = <poem>Good at a fight, but better at a play;
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
To those who know thee not, no words can paint;
And those who know thee, know all words are faint!
To set the Cause above renown,
To love the game beyond the prize, To honour, while you strike him down,
The foe that comes with fearless eyes; To count the life of battle good,
And dear the land that gave you birth; And dearer yet the brotherhood
That binds the brave of all the earth.
Video meliora proboque,
Deteriora sequor.
I see and approve better things, I follow the worse.
Every man has at times in his mind the ideal of what he should be, but is not. This ideal may be high and complete, or it may be quite low and insufficient; yet in all men that really seek to improve, it is better than the actual character. * * * Man never falls so low that he can see nothing higher than himself.
