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Show l'htlosopby. "Philosopher, oh, tell hie pray, How canst be happy hearted Now all thy weulth has flown away Aud all thy friends departed?" Be laughed; and thus I beard him say: "Why should I borrow sorrow? I llvo in joys of yentei'day In joys to come to-morrow." At last the philosopher hungry grew Aud wished with me to dine. Bald I to him, "If it be true-That true-That pleasant rule of thine Adapt It in thy usual way That casts aside all sorrow Enjoy the dinner of yesterday And the dinuer to come to-morrow.' tjeorc Birrfseyf In Jutlge. |