...Each fyllable anfwer'd, and was form'd ; how fair Thefe make the lines of life, and that's her air. It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be ; Or ftanding long an oak, three hundred year To fall a log, at la!! , dry, old, and fear : A lily of a...

...better be ; Or (landing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at hft, dry, bald, and fear : A lily of a day, Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night ; It wa. the plant and flower if light. In fmnll proportions we juts beauties fee : And in fhort meafurcs...

...domain of action, or of making. Man makes himself, and his institutions, for better or for worse : ' It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be.' When we speak of growth, in this sphere, we are using a metaphor or simile. The institution of which...

...indeed, conceived in the best manner of Pindar : " It is not growing, like a tree In bulk, doth make men better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred...year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear : A lilly of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and Jloiaer...

...mother's arms were longing for her absent son. Although he was young in years, he was rich in good works. It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be. A lily of the day Is fairer far in May ; Although it fall and die that night, It was the flower and...

...mother's arms were longing for her absent son. Although he was young in years, he was rich in good works. It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be. A lily of the day Is fairer far in May ; Although it fall and die that night, It was the flower and...

...indeed was right— ' It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth made men better be; Or Handing like an oak three hundred year To fall a log at last, dry, bald and sear. A lily of a day Is fairer far iii May, Although it fall and die that night It was the plant and flower of light. On pronouncing theso...

...; Thou entertaining in thy breast But such a mind, makest God thy guest. THE GOOD LIFE, LONG LIFE. IT is not growing like a tree In bulk doth make man...hundred year. To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere ; A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant...

...(I know them well), that in the fulness of a father's grief for his ' early ripe,' he wrote, — ' It is not growing, like a tree In bulk, doth make man better he ; Or standing long, nn oak three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : —...

...those who climb are heroes less, Though I must walk in night. — Spectator. THE GOOD LITE, LONG LIFE. IT is not growing like a tree In bulk doth make man...hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere ; A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night ; It was the plant...