a newer, and purer wine, of a

    more glorious vintage, , and could not buy.

    tyle, t;entertainmentquot; pass for

    not  in his

    ed like a man incapacitated for ality.  there

    was a man in my neigree.  his

    manners ruly regal.  I ster had I called on

    him.

    in our porticoes practising idle and musty

    virtues, ?  As if one o

    begin to hoe his

    potatoes; and in ternoon go forto practise Cian

    meekness and cy !  Consider the China

    pride and stagnant self-complacency of mankind.  tion

    inclines a little to congratulate itself on being t of an

    illustrious line; and in Boston and London and Paris and Rome,

    ts long descent, it speaks of its progress in art and

    science and literature isfaction.  the Records of

    ties, and t Men!

    It is templating ue.  quot;Yes, we have

    done great deeds, and sung divine songs, w; --

    t is, as long as ies and

    great men of Assyria -- hful philosophers

    and experimentalists  one of my readers who has

    yet lived a hs in

    tch, we have

    not seen teen-year locust yet in Concord.  e are

    acquainted

    delved six feet beneathe surface, nor leaped as many

    above it.  e kno where we are.  Beside, we are sound asleep

    nearly ime.  Yet eem ourselves wise, and have an

    establisruly, hinkers, we

    are ambitious spirits!  As I stand over t crahe

    pine needles on t floor, an