...proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround ; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel riot waste ; Ah ! little think...moment, death, And all the sad variety of pain. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery. How many shrink into the sordid...

...I wish he had been there." CHAPTER IX. CONVERSATION AT THE TITTLE-TATTLE CLUB. Ah ! little think we How many feel, this very moment, death, And all the sad variety of pain. THOMSON. mR. Bountiful had come home to die. There was no escaping this conviction. lie had kept away...

...and 'midst abundance died — Sorest of evils! died of utter want. — Pollok. 2490. MISERY. Human here will be tears, and fears, and sorrow ; And then, a loving Saviour drawing nigher, dungeon-glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs. How many drink the cup...

...proud. Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround, They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth. And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ; Ah, little think they, while they dance along, How many fuel, this very moment death, And all the sad variety of pain : How many drink the cup Of baleful grief,...

...Our drooping days are dwindled down to nought, Their period finish'd ere 'tis well begun. THOMSON. Ah ! little think they, while they dance along, How...very moment, death, And all the sad variety of pain ! • THOMSON : Seasons. The best Are, by the playful children of this world, At once forgot, as they...

...proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence, surround ; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah ! little think...very moment, death. And all the sad variety of pain. THOMSON. 0 WINTER, ruler of the inverted year, Thy scattered hair with sleet like ashes filled, Thy...

...Whom pleasure, power, and affluence, surround ;. They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ; Ah ! little...variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon-glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs. How many drink the cup...

...proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround ; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel riot waste ; — Ah ! little...sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame ] " In laying down our pen on the last day of the expiring year, we heartily wish our readers all the...

...was very appropriate : — " Ah I little think the gay, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround, How many pine in want and dungeon glooms, Shut from the common air." The title of the work was, "The State of the Prisons in England and Wales, with Preliminary Observations,...

...proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround : They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth. And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ; Ah ! little...along, How many feel, this very moment, death, And nil the sad variety of pain ; How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame : how many...