Hatred. · Tacitus. is the nature of the human disposition to Hate him whom you have injured. Health. Sir W. Temple. TExercise and Abstinence, to live as if he was poor. only way for a rich man to be healthy, is by When Nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind PHYSIC is of little use to a temperate person, for a man's own observation on what he finds does him good, and what hurts him, is the best physic to preserve Health. Health. PHYSIC, for the most part, is nothing else but the substitute of Exercise and Temperance. [EALTH is certainly more valuable than Money, be HEALT it is Health that Money is procured; but thousands and millions are of small avail to alleviate the protracted tortures of the Gout, to repair the broken organs of sense, or resuscitate the powers of Digestion. Poverty is, indeed, an evil from which we naturally fly: but let us not run from one enemy to another, nor take shelter in the arms of Sickness. BLESSED Health! thou art above all Gold and Treasure; 'tis thou who enlargest the Soul,-and openest all its powers to receive instruction, and to relish Virtue.-He that has thee has little more to wish for! and he that is so wretched as to want thee, wants every thing with thee. HAIL At whose command Pæonian waters flow ; THE surest road to Health, say what they will, Bestow'd by Heaven, but seldom understood. Health. Sir W. Temple. EALTH is the soul that animates all enjoyments of if not it a man starves at the best and the greatest Tables, makes faces at the noblest and most delicate Wines, is old and impotent in Seraglios of the most sparkling beauties, poor and wretched in the midst of the greatest treasures and fortunes; with common diseases Strength grows decrepit, Youth loses all vigour, and Beauty all charms; Music grows harsh, and Conversation disagreeable; Palaces are prisons, or of equal confinement: Riches are useless, Honour and attendance are cumbersome, and crowns themselves are a burden: but if Diseases are painful and violent, they equal all conditions of life, make no difference between a Prince and a Beggar; and a fit of the stone or the colic puts a King to the rack, and makes him as miserable as he can do the meanest, the worst, and most criminal of his subjects. Health. ELDOM shall we see in Cities, Courts, and rich freely, that perfect Health, that athletic soundness and vigour of Constitution, which is commonly seen in the country, in poor houses and cottages, where Nature is their cook, and Necessity their caterer, and where they have no other doctor but the Sun and fresh air, and that such a one as never sends them to the Apothecary. THE HERE is this difference between those two temporal blessings, Health and Money: Money is the most envied, but the least enjoyed; Health is the most enjoyed, but the least envied; and this superiority of the latter is still more obvious when we reflect, that the poorest man would not part with Health for Money, but that the richest would gladly part with all their Money for Health, FOR Life is not to live, but to be Well. Health. La Rochefoucauld. Humours of the body have a stated and regular THE course, which impels and imperceptibly guides our Will. They co-operate with each other, and exercise successively a secret Empire within us; so that they have a considerable part in all our Actions without our being able to know it. Health. Colton. Anguish of Body, none. NGUISH of Mind has driven thousands to suicide; This proves that the Health of the Mind is of far more consequence to our Happiness than the Health of the Body, although both are deserving of much more attention than either of them receives. Health. Sterne. - PEOPLE who are always taking care of their Health are like misers, who are hoarding up a treasure which they have never spirit enough to enjoy. PRESE Health. La Rochefoucauld. RESERVING the Health by too strict a regimen is a wearisome malady. LOOK on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become More than are number'd in the lists of Fate, HE Generous who is always Just, and the Just who is throne of Heaven. NE Sun by day, by night ten thousand shine, How boundless in Magnificence and Might! From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of Heaven, The Heavens. — Byron. WE Stars! which are the poetry of Heaven, Of men and empires,-'tis to be forgiven, fate That Fortune, Fame, Pow'r, Life, have nam'd themselves a star. And unimaginable Ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increas'd And still-increasing Lights! what are ye? what Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden Oh God! Oh Gods! or whatsoe'er ye are! They may be! Let me die, as atoms die, And Knowledge! My thoughts are not in this hour HAT involution! what extent! what swarms W of worlds, that laugh at Earth! immensely great! Immensely distant from each other's spheres; The Heavens. Young. HIS Prospect vast, what is it?-weigh'd aright, And every student of the Night inspires. "Tis elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand: THAT Scarce seen to smile, and seldom heard to sigh; And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue; 'Tis Nature's doom-but let the wretch who toils The Hero. ·Joanna Baillie. HAVE, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee oft, |