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When naught but the torrent is heard on the hill,
And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove, It was thus, by the cave of the mountain afar,
While his harp rung symphonious, a hermit began ; No more with himself, or with nature at war,
He thought as a sage, though he felt as a man.
2. And darkness and doubt are now fleeing away;
No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn ;
The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn.
And nature all glowing, in Eden's first bloom,
And beauty, immortal, awakes from the tomb.
DEPARTURE OF THE YEAR. -- Axox.
1. 0 wẽẹp | för thẻ ẽarth | End thẻ clil | drèn ốp mền!
Awake the sad music of mountain and glen!
2. Lament! for the year, with its promise of bliss,
from a world full of mourning like this; And the hopes that it brought have been trampled in dust, And its paths have been paved with the hearts of the just !
3. Rejoice! for the day of redemption draws nigh!
Let loud halleluiahs resound through the sky!
and the darkness shall flee; Rejoice and exult, for the earth shall be free!
THE FOX AND TUE CROW. - JANE TAYLOR.
Anitpestic and lambic, measures. — The first two lines and the fourth in the
În prāze, | I wěll know,
Perhāps it will tell,
Pretty nēar | lý šs wēll,
Having ventured to go,
Flew up in the trees,
With a fine piece of cheese,
To the tree saw her fly,
For having just dined,
He for cheese felt inclined,
STAR OF THE EAST.-HEBER.
Dactylic measure. The first line and the third of each stanza close with a
trochee, and the second and fourth, with an additional long syllable.
Dāwn on oŭr | dārkněss ånd | lēnd ŭs thỉne | aid;
QUESTIONS. In what measure is exercise fifth? Of what do the lines consist! What kind of measure is exercise sixth ? How do the lines end? Of what does dactylic measure consist? How is it accented ?
Star of the east, the horizon adorning,
2. Cold on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining;
Low lies his head, with the beasts of the stall;
3. Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,
Odors of Edom * and offerings divine ?
4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation;
Vainly with gold would his favor secure;
The following stanza, though not strictly tribrach, may be so read as to give a good specimen of that measure by closing the third line and the seventh with an additional long syllable, and pronouncing all other syllables in the stanza with an equally short quantity.
Come, thðu xl | mightý King,
Hělp ús tõ | prāise ;
QUESTION. How may the above stanza be made to illustrate tribrach
E'dom, the country of the Edomites, about eighty miles out of Jerusalem,
A SUMMER-EVENING MEDITATION. - BARBAULD."
Tambic measure. — - Each line has five feet. 1. 'Tis past! | The sul | try ty | rant of the south Has spent his short- | lived rage; / more grate | ful
Her brother down the sky. 2.
Fair Venus shines
And shuts the gates of day. 3.
'Tis now the hour, When Contemplation from her sunless haunts, The cool, damp grotto, or the lonely depth
QUESTIONS. What measure is exercise seventh ? How many feet in each line ? What kind of verse is it?
Bar bauld, (Anna Letitia Aikin,) a pleasing English writer, born in 1742, and died at the age of eighty-two.
† Disan, (Diana,) the moon, or the goddess said to guide the chariot of the moon. | Eve, evening personified.
Hes-peʼri-an gar'den, allusion is here made to a celebrated garden in heathen mythology, situated at the west, and said to have abounded with golden apples. and other fruits of the most delicious kind.
Of unpierced woods, where, wrapt in solid shade,
yon blue concave swelled by breath divine,
wells Of milky light, what soft o'erflowing urn, Are all these lamps so filled, — these friendly lamps, Forever streaming o'er the azure deep, To point our path, and light us to our home? How soft they slide along their lucid spheres, And, silent as the foot of time, fulfill Their destined courses ! Nature's self is hushed, And, but a scattered leaf which rustles through The thick-wove foliage, not a sound is heard To break the midnight air, though the raised ear, Intensely listning, drinks in every breath.
5. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise !
But are they silent all? or is there no