seek some melancholy cypress to c5iinect 

 myself to ; I would court their shade, and 

 greet them kindly for their protection ; I 

 would cut my name upon them, and swea? 

 they were the loveliest trees throughout the 

 forest ; if their leaves withered, I woulcj 

 teach myself to mourn ; and when they 

 rejoiced, I would rejoice with them,'* 



That persons possess this sentiment in 

 various degrees is manifest, even froni 

 childhood, Its excess renders us morbidly 

 sensitive to the distresses o£ others, and its 

 deficiency so indifferent that we seem to 

 think only of ourselves. There are some 

 who, possessing this sentiment, do not act 

 in conformity to its dictates : they give 

 pity, but no succour. The exhibition of 

 their natural feelings, like the common 

 courtesies of the world, thus deceive those 

 who confide in them. Surely it must be 

 the consideration of this circumstance, 



