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home-sympathy is not simply the look of the priest and Levite upon the
half-dead traveler, but also the help of the good Samaritan. Its language
is not only, "Be ye clothed and fed," but also, "I will clothe and feed
thee." The mere indulgence in the feeling of sympathy is but to harden the
heart in the end. Such were the sympathies of Rosseau,--mere heart-stimuli,
without legitimate deeds and objective force, existing only as a love-sick
sentiment. And this was both the theme of his eloquence and the cause of
his misery. Such, too, were the sympathies of Robespierre,--a mere
ebullition of disembodied sentiment, borne up like a floating bubble upon
muddy waters, and exploding upon the slightest depression.
But, on the other hand, when home-sympathy is issued in faithful action as
its emotions prompt, it becomes an efficient agent in the happiness and
peace of the family. It not only gives eloquence to the tongue, tears to
the eye, but faithfulness to the life. It serves as a key-note to the mind
and heart, framing the home-energy, revealing to us our real state, and
prompting, by the instinct of love, the means for our highest welfare.
"How glows the joyous parent to descry,
A guileless bosom true to sympathy!
A long lost friend, or hapless child restored,
Smiles at his blazing hearth and social board;
Warm from his heart the tears of rapture flow,
And virtue triumphs o'er remembered woe!"
Sympathy is excited and measured by the power of natural affection.
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