a statue, and so to make a

    fes beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and

    paint tmosphrough which we look, which

    morally o affect ty of t is the

    of arts.  Every man is tasked to make s

    details, emplation of  elevated and

    critical ry

    information as , tinctly inform us how

    t be done.

    I  to to live deliberately, to

    front only tial facts of life, and see if I could not learn

    o teac,  I

    lived.  I did not  life, living is

    so dear; nor did I ise resignation, unless it e

    necessary.  I ed to live deep and suck out all the marrow of

    life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all

    t  life, to cut a broad so drive

    life into a corner, and reduce it to its lo terms, and, if it

    proved to be mean,  the whole and genuine meanness of

    it, and publiss meanness to t o

    kno by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in

    my next excursion.  For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange

    uncertainty about it, he devil or of God, and have

    some it is to

    quot;glorify God and enjoy ;

    Still s; tells us t

    we were long ago co men; like pygmies we figh

    cranes; it is error upon error, and clout upon clout, and our best

    virtue s occasion a superfluous and evitable chedness.

    Our life is frittered aail.  An  man has hardly need

    to count more ten fingers, or in extre