The Young Lady's Counsellor

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: our reach. The mind thus wounded sighs on, and after we are dead the chords vibrate which our fingers touched. The measure of that influence, for weal or woe, will lie hidden, a terrible secret, until the day when the spirit, blindly driven to despair and guilt, or blasted by sceptical thought, shall stand...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: our reach. The mind thus wounded sighs on, and after we are dead the chords vibrate which our fingers touched. The measure of that influence, for weal or woe, will lie hidden, a terrible secret, until the day when the spirit, blindly driven to despair and guilt, or blasted by sceptical thought, shall stand writhing and wretched to confront those by whom the offence came, and to teach that influence is immutable and eternal Such are the fearful sentiments contained in a fugitive poem which once met my eye. They are thoughts peculiarly adapted to the consideration of a young lady; for, whatever may be her grade in society, her talents or opportunities, it is a necessary condition of her existence that she must exert this potential thing we call influence. It is not a matter of choice. She cannot say she will not exercise it, for she must. From every glance of her eye, every word of her lips, every act of her life, there goes forth, in a greater or less degree, an invisible power, which produces an effect upon the minds around her. This power to affect others is influence. It is a giftof Heaven to every human being. Whether it shall be productive of evil or good, is for each possessor to determine. It is like the rod of Moses, which was either the prolific instrument of plague and woe, or the means of driving evil and destruction from the land, as the inspired will of its great owner determined. Thus with this precious gift. It may scatter pestilence, desolation and death, or it may bring forth life and beauty; it may be a harp of sweetest melody, making glad the heart of the world, or it may be a discordant trumpet, rousing the passions of mankind to angry and tempestuous strife, as its possessor may decide. Will you imagine yourself in one of the vast cathedrals of Europe ? ...