Worshipful Sinners.

HEN old age comes upon a good and temperate man, it comes alone, bringing no other evil with

it; but when it comes to wait

upon a great and worfhipful finner, who for many years has eaten well and done ill, it is attended by a long train of rheums. -DR. SOUTH.

Youth.

YOUTH is the vernal feason of life, and the bloffoms it then puts forth are indications of those future fruits which are to be gathered in the fucceeding periods.-CICERO. 2. THIS ftage of life, unlefs under the direction of good principles, is very dangerous to pass through. The paffions of young people ride them at full speed; they want both experience to guide, and temper to hold them in. So that neither bogs nor precipices can stop them; for when they move

fastest they see least. Like a ship without a pilot, they are apt to be overfet by the violence of defire. They play their appetite at large, and chop at every thing that comes in their way. They are as prodigal of their perfon and their pocket, as if their fenfes could not wear out, nor the fund of life and futurity ever decay.- JEREMY COLLIER.

3. As it is fit to read the best authors to youth first, so let them be of the openest and cleareft; as Livy before Salluft, Sidney before Donne.-BEN JONSON. If this were seen The happiest youth viewing his progress through,

4.

What perils paft, what croffes do ensue, Would shut the book, and fit him down and die.-SHAKSPeare.

5.

HERE be all the pleasures That fancy can beget on youthful thoughts, When the fresh blood grows lively and re

turns,

Brifk as the April buds in primrose season.

MILTON.

The Youth of Genius.

N reading the memoirs of a man of genius, we often reprobate the domestic persecutions of those who

opposed his inclinations. No poet but is moved with indignation at the recollection of the tutor of the Port-Royal thrice burning the romance which RACINE at length got by heart; no geometrician but bitterly inveighs against the father of PASCAL for not fuffering him to ftudy Euclid, which he at length understood without ftudying. The father of PETRARCH caft to the flames the poetical library of his fon amidst the fhrieks, the groans and the tears of the youth. Yet this burnt-offering neither converted Petrarch into a fober lawyer, nor deprived him of the Roman laurel. The uncle of ALFIERI for more than twenty years fuppreffed the poetical character of the noble bard; he was a poet without knowing how to write a verfe, and Nature, like a hard creditor, exacted, with redoubled intereft, all the genius which the uncle had fo long kept