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Time is the most undeiinablc, paradox


cal Of thing;-thc past is gone, the future is
not come, and the present becomes the past


even while we attempt to define 1t, and Ike


the flash of lightning at once exists and eX-


pres. Time is the measure OF all things, but
is itself immeasurable, and the grave disclo-


scr of all things, but is itself undisclosed.
Like space, it is incomprehensible because it
has no limit, and it would be still more SO If
it had. 1t is moro obscure in its source than
the Nile. and in its termination than the Nj
ger, and advances like the siowest tide, but
retreats like the swiltest torrent. 1t gives
wings of lightning opleasurc, but feet oflcad
to pain, and lends expectation curb, but en-
joymcnt spur. 1t robs beauty OF her charms
to bestow them on her picture, and builds
monument to merit, and dcniesit housc-it
is the transient and dcceitful ilattcrcr of false
hood. but the tried and final friend of truth.
Time is the most subtle, yet most Unsuitable
of depredators, and by appearing to take no.
thing is permitted to take all nor can 1t be
satisfeduntil It has stolen the world from us,
and us from the world. 1t constantly flies,
vet overecomes all things by flight, and al
though it is the present ally, it will be the
conoucror ofdeath. Time, the cradle OF hope,
but the grave of ambition, is the stern COR
rector of fools, but the salutary counsellor Of
the wise, bringing all they need to the one


and all they desire to the other; but like