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Rebuke, serious Admonition and Reproach; and they aid in giving utterance to all other sentiments which embrace the idea of Deliberation.

1. High on a throne of royal state, which far

Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous east with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat, by merit raised
To that bad eminence: and, from despair
Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires
Beyond thus high, insatiate to pursue
Vain war with Heaven; and, by success untaught,

His proud imaginations thus displayed.
2. Hail, holy Light! offspring of Heaven first-born!

Or of the Eternal co-eternal beam
May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light,
And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,
Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal Stream,
Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun,
Before the heavens thou wert; and, at the voice
Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest
The rising world of waters dark and deep,

Won from the void and formless infinite. 3. And the heaven departed as a scroll, when it is rolled together: and every mountain and island were moved out of their places And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman,

* In the execution of the examples of this section, the teacher must use a discretionary power, as to how far he will throw the student upon his own resources. Before, however, leaving the exercises, under each head, he should present to his pupil the true intonation, and thus lead him to the most perfect execution by the aid of his example, as well as his instructions.

and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; and said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand ?

4. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form

Glasses itself in tempests; in all time
Calm or convulsed-in breeze, or gale, or storm,
Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime
Dark-heaving ;-boundless, endless, and sublime-
The image of eternity—the throne
Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone

Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. 5. Fathers, we once again are met in council:

Cæsar's approach has summoned us together,
And Rome attends her fate from our resolves.
How shall we treat this bold aspiring man?
Success still follows him, and backs his crimes:
Pharsalia gave him Rome. Egypt has since
Received his yoke, and the whole Nile is Cæsar's.
Why should I mention Juba's overthrow,
Or Scipio's death? Numidia's burning sands
Still smoke with blood. 'Tis time we should decree
What course to take; our foe advances on us,
And envies us even Lybia's sultry deserts.
Fathers, pronounce your thoughts; are they still fixed
To hold it out and fight it to the last ?
Or are your hearts subdued at length, and wrought,
By time and ill success, to a submission ?
Sempronius, speak.

6. I appeal to the immaculate God—I swear by the throne of Heaven, before which I must shortly appear-by the blood of the murdered patriots who have gone before me that my conduct has been, through all this peril, and through all my purposes, governed only by the convictions which I have uttered, and by no other mo

tive than that of their cure, and the emancipation of my country
from the superinhuman oppression under which she has so long and
too patiently travailed; and I confidently hope, that, wild and chi-
merical as it may appear, there are still union and strength in Ire-
land sufficient to accomplish this noblest enterprise.

All that breathe
Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care
Plod on, and each one as before will chase
His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave
Their mirth and their employments, and shall come
And make their bed with thee. As the long train
Of ages glide away, the sons of men,
The youth in life's green spring, and he who goes
In the full strength of years, matron and maid,
And the sweet babe, and the gray-headed man,-
Shall one by one be gathered to thy side,
By those who in their turn shall follow them.

So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan, that moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch

About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. 8. Go, Sun, while Mercy holds me up

On Nature's awful waste
To drink this last and bitter cup

Of grief that man shall taste-
Go, tell that night that hides thy face,
Thou saw'st the last of Adam's race,

On earth's sepulchral clod,
The dark’ning universe defy
To quench his immortality,

Or shake his trust in God!

9. Two hundred years !—two hundred years .

How much of human power and pride,
What glorious hopes, what gloomy fears,

Have sunk beneath their noiseless tide! -
God of our fathers,-in whose sight

The thousand years, that sweep away
Man, and the traces of his might,

Are but the break and close of day,
Grant us that love of truth sublime,

That love of goodness and of thee,
That makes thy children, in all time,

To share thine own eternity.

10. Thy path is high in heaven ;-we cannot gaze

On the intense of light that girds thy car;
There is a crown of glory in thy rays,

Which bears thy pure divinity afar,

To mingle with the equal light of star;
For thou, so vast to us, art, in the whole,

One of the sparks of night that fire the air;
And, as round thy centre planets roll,
So thou, too, hast thy path around the central soul.

11. 0 Thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! whence are thy beams, O Sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest above! Who can be a companion of thy course? The oaks of the mountains fall: the mountains themselves decay with years: the ocean shrinks and grows again: the moon herself is lost in the heavens: but thou art for ever the same, rejoicing in the brightness of thy course. When the world is dark with tempests, when thunder rolls, and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at the storm.But to Ossian thou lookest in vain; for he beholds thy beams no more, whether thy yellow hair floats on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps, like me, for a season; thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult then, O Sun! in the strength of thy youth.-Age is dark and unlovely: it is like the glimmering light of the moon, when it shines through broken clouds, and the mist is on the hills; when the blast of the north is on the plain, and the traveler shrinks in the midst of his journey.

12. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne,

In rayless majesty, now stretches forth
Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Silence how dead! and darkness how profound !
Nor eye nor listening ear can object find :
Creation sleeps. "Tis as the general pulse
Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause,
An awful pause, prophetic of her end.

13. This is the place, the centre of the grove:

Here stands the oak, the monarch of the wood.
How sweet and solemn is this midnight scene !
The silver moon, unclouded, holds her way
Through skies where I could count each little star;
The fanning west-wind scarcely stirs the leaves ;
The river rushing o'er its pebbled bed,
Imposes silence with a shrilly sound.-
In such a place as this, at such an hour,
(If ancestry can be in aught believed,)
Descending spirits have conversed with man,
And told the secrets of the world unknown.


Gayety is the exact opposite of dignity, and consequently demands another class of elements for its expression. Sprightliness of sentiment therefore, calls into requisition the Natural Voice, Quick Time, and Short Quantity, the Radical or Vanishing Stress, and the frequent recurrence of the Alternate Phrase of Melody. Facetiousness, Eager Argument, and Earnest Description employ these symbols.

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