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He that lives upon hopes will die fasting.
922
Hoping is the finest sort of courage and you can never have enough of it.
--_C. Wagner._
923
Who loses money, loses much; Who loses friends, loses more; Who loses hope, loses all: for he that wants hope is the poorest man alive.
924
Were it no for hope the heart wad break.
--_Scotch._
925
Our hopes often end in--hopes.
926
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone.
--_Longfellow._
927
Hope is sometimes a delusion; no hand can grasp a wave or a shadow.
928
So we do but live, There's hope.
--_Terence._
929
_Hope._--"Hast thou hope?" they asked of John Knox, when he lay a-dying.
He spoke nothing, but "raised his finger and pointed upward," and so died.
--_Carlyle._
930
HOSPITALITY.
You must come home with me and be my guest; You will give joy to me, and I will do All that is in my power to honor you.
--_P. B. Sh.e.l.ley._
931
All our sweetest hours fly fastest.
--_Virgil._
932
HOME.
We leave Our home in youth--no matter to what end-- Study--or strife--or pleasure, or what not; And coming back in few short years, we find All as we left it outside: the old elms, The house, the gra.s.s, gates, and latchet's self-same click: But, lift that latchet,-- Alas! all is changed as doom.
--_Bailey: Festus._
933
CHILDREN IN THE HOUSE.
Lady, the sun's light to our eyes is dear, And fair the tranquil reaches of the sea, And flowery earth in May, and bounding waters; And so right many fair things I might praise; Yet nothing is so radiant and so fair As for souls childless, with desire sore-smitten, To see the light of babes about the house.
--_Euripides._
934
Often, old houses mended, Cost more than new, before they're ended.
--_Colley Cibber._
935
Though we should be grateful for good homes, there is no house like G.o.d's out-of-doors.
