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highest moral purposes. Truth is one, or the Athenian legislator. We must and wherever we find it, whether in the never forget that “ holy men of God spacious tields of pagan writing, or in spake as they were moved by the Holy the inspired oracles of God, we ought Ghost." But in the midst of much to use it and appreciate it with thankful that is unsatisfying and worthless in spirit. - Truth,” says Clement, “ is an the literature outside the range of inever-flowing river into which streams spiration, we come not unfrequently flow from many sides."

upon grains of gold which can hardly The task of producing parallel pas- be distinguished from those contained sages from pagan and Biblical litera- within the casket of the Bible. We ture, and thereby showing the common are thankful for the discovery, and in grounds of the needs of our poor hu- the words of the laureate, manity in every part of the world, is

We yield all honor to the name easy enough. And the ruison d'être of

Of him who made them current coin. this similarity is natural enough. Man in the essential features of his nature

In the passages which we have culled is now what he was two thousand

for this paper we note rather similarity

years ago. We have escaped, as

than identity. Their parallelism is on

one has said, from the Egypt of barbarism into a lower plane, and has points of conthe Canaan of civilization, but we pos

tact rather than lines of continuous sess still the old instincts, the old yearn

comparison. They furnish striking and ings, the old wants. Underneath the beautiful coincidences which utter vivsplendid robes of outward adornment idly the longing that lies in every heart, the heart is the same as that which deep and irrepressible. What comprethrobbed and kindled under the coarser

hension, what insight, what power of trappings of the olden time. Sin and

vision they indicate! Solon's wisdom sorrow, and need and death, touch us as

and varied experience give utterance to they touched the old Greeks of Plato's the thought which is but an echo of day, or the older nomads of the desert

the Psalmist's sad verse : who were contemporaneous with Job. None of men ever can be blessed, but evil We need not therefore be surprised to all, find an occasional resemblance between Poor mortals upon whom the sun doth pagan and Jewish thought, or between

shine. pagan and Christian thought. All dis- " To live in pain, such is the lot apcovery of moral truth is due, as Arch- pointed by the gods to miserable mordeacon Farrar has remarked, to that tals.” How like to these words of revealing spirit which is called in Scrip- Homer are the lines of the apostle, ture - the candle of the Lord,” and “The whole creation groaneth and " which lighteth every inan that cometh travaileth in pain together until now.” into the world.” We make no com- Solon gave currency to a sentiment parison between pagan teaching and of Theognis of Megara, the truth of inspired Scripture teaching, nor do we which he had no doubt verified by bis place them on the same level of author- wide observation of human life : ity. If we read the best of the heathen Pride, O Kyrnos ! God first gave to that writings, the “ Meditations” of Marcus Aurelius, for example, or the wise say- Whom He would deprive of other's fair ings of Solon, and then turn to the

esteem. discourses of Jesus, or the Epistles of So fulness begetteth pride when wretchedSt. Paul, we must acknowledge that ness befalls moral and spiritual truth shines in the The evil man, or him whose soul is not upverses of the apostle and in the parables right. of our Lord, with a brilliancy and a Contrast the comparative diffuseness strength and a suasive force not to be of this thought with the compact phrase found in the words, wise and beautiful of the wiser king of Israel, “Pride though they are, of the imperial stoic, 'goeth before destruction, and a haughty

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spirit before a fall.” The same maxim tian teaching when he says, under appears in many languages, and indi- like circumstances, “ Being reviled we cates the delight with which men have bless," or rather, “ we give good in all ages welcomed the statement of a words,” catching and reflecting the fact of general experience, in which moral tone of his Master's high philosthey doubtless saw also a proof of a ophy as set forth in the Sermon on the divine government.

Mount. Humanity was transformed by Philemon, the gentle rival of Me- Christ; it was “ changed,” as one has nander (from whom St. Paul quotes the said, “from a restraint to a motive.” proverb, “ Evil companionships corrupt Love is the governing principle in honest characters "), whose cheerful the kingdom of God. Ancient poetry spirits and regular, temperate habits knows nothing of it. “It was a discovprolonged his life to the patriarchal ery like that of a new scientific princiage of ninety-seven years, has several ple when it was made, and Christianity singularly beautiful passages, almost made it." Christian in their tone. Here is one And how beautiful is the following which reminds us of the warning of passage from the same gentle poet ! Balaam to the royal son of Zippor. It It seems steeped in tears, a sob of hulooks almost like a paraphrase of the man sorrow, a cry from the depths of words of the false prophet :

the breaking heart, reminding us of Though one should sacrifice, dear Pam- many a passage in Holy Writ : philus,

If tears were the medicine of all our ills, Whole herds of bulls or rams, or other Ever would laments give surcease to toils, choicer victims,

We would give untold treasures for such Or consecrate a costly tapestry, or robes tears. in wrought

But no, the busy world nor heeds nor With gold and purple, or in ivory and glances smaragd,

At them ; but upon its way, good friend, Deeming thus to make the god propitious, Whether weep'st thou or not, it holds. He is self-deceived — is dull at heart !

What canst thou otherwise ? Ah ! nought, For man should live in honest guise,

For grief, as trees do fruit, bears but tears. Nor spoiling maiden's honor, nor in lust, Nor robbing, nor spilling blood for gold,

Antiphanes ridicules the meretriciousNor coveting another's wealth.

ness of women in words that bring For God knoweth what deeds are just, Isaiah's scathing rebukes to our minds. And lets the toiler uplift his inner life. In reading his graphic lines we seem to Tilling his fields both night and day see the artificial beauty walking along, The righteous man offers rightly unto God, “ walking and mincing as she goes,” Nor shines so much in robes as in his heart. seeking to catch the eyes of the fine What a touch of Pauline thought there gentlemen of the time : seems to be in the beautiful lines which she comes, close this passage !

She goes back, she approaches, she goes How nearly Christian is this too :


She has come, she is here, she washes Nought is sweeter, nought is liker to gentle

herself, she advances, harmony

She is soaped, she is combed, she goes out, Than to be able to endure reviling.

is rubbed, For the reviler – if he who is reviled

She washes herself, looks in the glass, beReply not — reviling, himself reviles.

smears herself ; In that touch, “ if he who is reviled And if aught is wrong chokes (with vexareply not,” we have what corresponds

tion). to the silence and self-restraint which Pindar says, “ The clandestine puran Old Testament saint imposed upon suit of love is something sweet.” This himself when unjustly accused (Ps. is the thought which Solomon has xxxix. 1, 2). But St. Paul rises to a compressed into, “ Stolen waters are higher level of Christian life and Chris. I sweet."




The words of the apostle and of How like what the psalmist says (Ps. Solon in his Elegies are to the same xxiv. 4): – effect : “ Who hath known the mind of

Neither listen to, nor see, things unfit, the Lord ?"

Is not this much like the psalmist's The immortal's mind to men is quite un- prayer, “ Turn away mine eyes from known.

beholding vanity" ? Proverbs have always been popular, Purpose ever to hold thy parents in foreespecially in the East, as a medium of most honor. conveying instruction ; perhaps be- An admirable rendering, may we not cause they imply a popular and national

of the first clause of the fifth comorigin ; imply, according to the cele-mandment ? brated definition of an eminent states

Another proverbial saying calls to our man, not only “one man's wit,” but mind well-known words of St. James : many men's wisdom.”

They often “God listens not heedlessly to a rightchange their outward form to suit the cous prayer.” A beautiful sentiment people who use them, though their in- from the lips of a heathen. ward spirit remains the same.

Repentance is the test for men. The younger Phocylides says :

That is a striking saying, for though A city on a cliff, displayed here used in the sense of the courage To all the world, tho' small, is greater than

needed for a “ change of mind upon The hidden fount of Nile.

reflection,” yet it gives, so to speak, Is it worth while to place beside it the the foothold for the nobler repentance words of Jesus : “A city that is set on of the Gospel, that “godly sorrow a hill cannot be hid ” ?

which “worketh repentance unto salThere are times when we get from a vation not to be repented of.” friend the sympathy which a kinsman Let me give one more line : refuses to us. Solomon and Hesiod

No man owns himself to be an evil liver. remind us of this practical truth, of which a wealth of illustration might

So the Divine word says, “ All the easily be furnished. “ Thine

ways of a man are clean in his own friend,” says the former, “and thy

eyes.” father's friend forsake not, neither

We need not go further with these

go into thy brother's house in the day of parallelisms. The early Christian apolthy calamity ; for better is a neighbor ogists, it will be seen, had much matethat is near than a brother far off.; rial at hand by which to prove to their And the old Greek poet says : —

pagan neighbors that their own poets

were groping darkly after those truths Chiefly bid to thy feast the friend that which the Gospel proclaimed with the

dwelleth hard by thee, For should there chance to come a matter

of a glorious revelation, were, as power

St. Paul reminded the philosophers of that toucheth the village, Neighbors will come in haste, while kins- Athens, “ seeking the Lord, if hap! men leisurely gird them.

they might feel after him, and find him,

though he be not far from every one of The following unclaimed and pithy

us ;

for in him we live, and move, and verses have some point which touches have our being; as certain of your own sacred precepts :

poets have said, For we are also bis offTo speak the truth marks the free man.

"We and the philosophers,"

says Clement of Alexandria, and we The inspired book in more than one

may say the same of the poets, ** know place connects freedom with truth.

the same God, but not in the same Ever have a hand free from evil deeds. way."




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lands. fortune's won ;

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hands care sune turns us grey ;

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math, taste life while ye may !

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I must not think of thee; and tired yet

strong, I shiun the thought that lurks in all de- Now when the day has quenched its lingerlight

ing light, The thought of thee — and in the blue The palpitating myriads of space Heaven's height,

Throb, glow, and burn, that finite man And in the sweetest passage of a song.

may trace

The plan of the Almighty in the night. Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that A charm, begotten of the infinite, throng

Breathes o'er the listening land ; the lone This breast, the thought of thee waits,

lake's face hidden yet bright;

Glistens with beauty as the heavens disBut it must never, never come in sight ;

place I must stop short of thee the whole day Its native gloom and flood it with delight.

long. But when sleep comes to close each difficult The woods stand tranced in stillness; one

ripe leaf day,

Filters adown the sky through branches When night gives pause to the long watch

bare, I keep And all iny bonds I needs must loose That hang the only witnesses of grief

For vanished summer and the days that apart,

were. Must doff my will as raiment laid away, Save for the salmon's sudden splaslı, the With the first dream that comes with the

stream first sleep

Glides still and songless in a magic cream, I run, I run, I am gathered to thy heart.


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