From BIackwood.

SENTENCES OF CONFUCIUS.
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Translated from The German Of Schiller.


TINE.
THREEYoLD the strides OF Time, from frst TO last
Lettering slew, the FUTURE cteepetn-
Arrow-swift, the PRESENT sweePeth-
And motionless for ever stands the PAST.
Never can Impatience hasten


When rbe slow step seeks delay,
Chains, nor Doubt. nor Pear can fasten
To the steps that feet away:
Nor one spell repentance knows,
TO str the Still One from repose.
If thou would'st, wise and happy, see
Lifc's solemn journey close for thee
The Loiterer's counsel thou wilt neeo,
Though reader ,eols must shape the deed
NOT for ,hy friend the Fleet One know,
Nor make the Motionless thy foe


SPACE.
a ,b-eefold measure dwells in Space
Restless with never-pausing pace,
TryoTa. ever stretching, ever forth is found,
And ever widening BREADTH extends around,
And ever DEPTH sinks botsomess below!
In this, type thou dost possess
Restlessly on for ever must thou press,
Nor slackening languor know,
If 10 the Perfec, thou wouldst go
And broaden ever from thyself, until
Creation thy embrace can ELL;
And down the Depth for ever fleeing,
Dive to the spirit and the being.
To reach, is but to persevere-
For every end, this DEMONSTRATORS
The full mind is alone the clear,
And Truth dwells in the Depth for ever!