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600. SUPPOSED Speech Of Joux ADAMS ON | a slate to enjoy all the benefits of viciory, if we ADOPTING THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE. gain the victory? It is true, indeed, that in the beginning, we alin If we fail, it can be no worse for us.-But we ed not at independence. But there's a Divinity, shall not fail. The cause will raise up armis; which shapes our ends. The njustice of England the cause will create navies. The people, if we has driven us to arms; and, blinded to her own are true to them, will carry us, and will carry interest, for our good, she has obstinately persisi- themselves, gloriously through this siruggle. I care ed. ull independence is now within our grasp. not how fickle other people have been foud. I We have but to reach forth to it, and it is ours. know the people of these colonies; and I know, Why, then, should we defer the declaration? Is that resistance to British aggression is deep and any man so weak, as now 10 hope for a reconei. settled in their hearts, and cannot be eradicated. Liation with England, which shall leave either Every colony, indeed, has expressed its willing safety to the country, and its liberties, or safety to ness to follow, if we but take the lead. his own life, and his own honor ?

Sir, the declaration will inspire the people with Are not you, sir, who sit in that chair; is not increased courage. Instead of a long and Lloody he, our venerable colleague near you; are you not war for restoration of privileges, for redress of ooth, already, the proscribed, and predestined ob- grievances, for chartered immunities, held under jects of punishment, and of vengeance? Cut off a Britishi king, set before them the glorious objeet from all hope of royal clemency, what are you, of entire independence, and it will breathe inno what can you be, while the power oi Emglan i re them ancw the breath of life. Read this declarsmains, but outlaws? If we postpone independence, tion at the head of the army; every sword will be do we mean to carry on, or to give up the war? drawn from its scabbard, and the solemn vow litDo we mean to subunit to the measures of parlia- tered, to maimainitor to perish on the bed vi honos, raent, Boston port-bill and all? Do we mean 10 Pullish it from the pulpit; religion will approve il submit, and consent that we ourselves shall be and the love of religious liberty will cling around ground to powder, and our country and its rights it. resolved to stand with ii, or call with it. Send trodden down in the dust?

it to the public halls; proclaim it there; let them I know we do not mean to submit. We never bear it, who heard the first roar of the enemy's shall submit. Do we intend to violate that most cannon; let them see it, who saw their brothers wolemn obligation, ever entered into by men, that and their solis sall on the field of Bunker-Hill, and plighting, before God, of our sacred honor 10 Washi- in the streets of Lexington and Concord,—and the ington, when, putting him forth to incur the dangers very walls will cry out in its support. of war, as well as the political hazards of the times, Sir, I know the unceriainty of human allairs; we promised to adhere to him, in every extrem- but I see clearly, through this day's business. You ity, with our fortunes, and our lives?

and I, indeed, may rue it. We may not live 10 I know there is not a man here, who would not the time, when this declaration shall be made gooi. rather see a general conflagraliou sweep over the We may die; die, colonists; die, slaves; die, it Jand, or an earthquake s.nk it, than one joi or uwe may be, ignominiously, and on the scaffold. Beit of that plighted faith to fall 10 the ground. For so. If it be the pleasure of Heaven, that my counmyself, having, twelve months ago, in this place, try shall require the poor offering of my life, the moved you. thai George Washington be appointed vicum swall be ready, at the appointed hour of commander of the forces, raised, or to be raised, sacrifce, come when thai hour may. for defence of American liberiy, may my right But, whatever may be our fate, be assured tha: hand forget her cunning, and my longue cleare lo llis declaration will stand. It may cost treasure, the roof of my mouth, if I hesitate, or waver in the and it may cost blood; but it will stand, and it will support I give him.

richly compensate for both. Through the thick The war, then, must go on. We mus: fight it gloom of the present, I see the brightness of the through. And, if the war must go on. why put off future as the sun in heaven. We shall make uus longer, the declaration of independence ? That a glorious, an immortal day. When we are in measure will strengthen us. It will give us char- our graves, our children will honor it. 'They will acter abroad. The nations will then treat with us; celebrale it with thanksgiving, with festivity, with which they never can do, while we acknowledge Lonfires, and illuminations. On its annual return ourselves subjects, in arms against our sovereign. they will shed tears, copious, gushing tears, not of Nay, I maintain, that England herself will sooner subjection and slavery, not of agony and distress, treat for peace with us, on the footing of indepen but of exultation of gratitude, and of joy. Sir, bedence, than consent, by repealing her acts, 10 ac- fore God I believe the hour is come. My judgment knowledge that her whole conduct toward us, has approves this measure, and my whole beurt is in been a course of injustice and oppression. it. All that I am, all that I hare, and all that I hope

Her pride will be less wounded, by subrnitting for, in this life. I am now ready liere to stake upon to that course of things, which now predestinates it: and I leave off, as I began; sink or swim; live our independence, than by yielding the points in or die; surrire. or perii, I am for the declaration : controversy to her rebellious subjects. The former it is my liring sentiment; and, by ihe blessing or she would regard as ihe result of fortune; the latter God, it shall be my dying sent ment-Independence she would feel as her own deep disgrace. Why now! and independenco-FOREVER!-Webster. then, sir, do we not, as soon as possble, change this from a civil to a national war? And, since Be not dismayed-fear-nurses up a danger; we must fight it through, why not put ourselves in And resoluti 1-kills it.--in the birth.



601. 'TIE ErrectY OF GENTLENESS. 602. Press Ox. This is a speech, brief, Gentleness-is the great avenue to mutual but full of inspiration, and opening the way enjoyment. Amidst the strite of intertering to all victory. The mystery of Napoleon interests, it tempers the violence of conten- career was this,--urder all ditliculies and tion, and keeps alive the seeds of harmony. discouragements, “PRESS Ox!' It solves the It solltens animosities, renews cudearments, problem of all heroes; it is the rule, by which and renders the countenance of man, a re to weigh rightly, all wonderful successes, and freshment to man. Banish gentleness from triumphal marches-to fortune and genius. the earth; suppose the world to be filled, It should be the motto of all, old--and young, with none but larsh and contentious spirits, high-and low, fortunate-und uutoriunie, and what soit of society would remain? the so called. solitude of the desert were preferable to it. “Press on!" Never despair; never le dis The contlict of jarrinelements in chaos, couraged, however stormy the heavens, how the cave where subterrincous winds contendever dark the way; however great de dilliand roar, the den where serpents hiss and culties, and repeated the failures, – PRIS beasts of the forest liow!, would be the only ox! Ii fortune-has played false with tlice proper representation of such assemblies of to-day, do thou play true ior thyself to-inormen. Strange! that, where men have all one row. If thy riches have taken wings, and common interest, they should so often concur lent thee, do not weep thy life away; but be in defeating it. Tas not nature already pro- up and doink, and retrieve the loss, by new vided a sullicient quantity of evils for the energies and action. If an unfortunate larstate of man? As it we did not sutler enou han-has deranged thy business, do not fold from the storm which beats upon us without, thy arms, and give up all as lost; but stir must we conspire also, in those societies thyself, and work the more vigorously. where we assemble, in order to find a retreat If those wbom thou hast trusted, have befrom that storm, to harass one another! trayed thee, do not be discouragedd, do not

idly weep, but "russ ON!"tim others; or, 'Twas inidn glit: on the inoumains brown

wliat is better, learn to live within thyself.

Let the foolisliness of yesterday--make thee The cold round moon-shone brightly down ; wise to-day. If thy allections--have been Blue rolled the ocean, blue the sky

poured out like water in the desert, do not sit Spread, like vi ocean, hung on high, down and perish of thirst, but press on; a Bespangled with those isles of light,

beautiful oasis is before thec, and thou mayst So wildly, spiritually bright;

reach it, if thou wilt. Il another has been

Talse to thee, do not thou increase the evil-by Who ever gazed upon them, shining,

bein: false to thyseli. Do not say-the world And turned to earth, without repung, bath lost its poetry and beauty; tis not so; Nor wished for wings to fly away,

and even if it be so, make thine own poctry And mix-with their eternal ray?

and beauty, by a brave, a true, and. abor The waves, on either shore, lay there, all, a religious lite. Calın, clear, and azure as the air, And scarce their foam-ihe pebbles shook,

Higher, higher, will we climb, But murinured ineekly, as the brook.

Up-lhe nount of glory, The winds-- Yere pillowed on the waves,

That our rames--may live through time, The barmers drooped--along their staves,

In our country's story; And as they fell around them. furling,

Happy, when her wellare calls,
Alove them--slove the crecent curling;

He, who conquers,-he, who falls.
And that deep silence was unbroke,
Save when the watch-hissgual spoke,

Deeper, deeper-lel us toil,

In the mines of knowledge; Save when the sleell-hegled oft and shrill,

Nature's wealth-and Learning's spoi? And echo answered-rom the lull,

Win from school--and college ; And the wide hum--of that wild host

Delve we ihere--for richer gems,
Rustled, like leaves, from coast to coast,

Than the stars of diadems.
As rose the Muezzini's voice in air,
In midnight call-to wonted prayer.

Onward, onward--may we pass,
It rose, that chaumed, mouruul strain,

Through the path of uuty ; Like soinc lone spiritso'er the plain;

Virtue--is true liappiness, Twas musical, but sadly sweet,

Excellence, true beauty: Such us, when wimis, and harp-strings nicet;

Minds are of celestial b.ith: And take a long, unmeasured tone,

Make we, then, a lieaven of earth. To morial minstrelsy, unknown:

Closer, closer--let us kni: It seemed to those, within the wall,

Hearts, and hands togetirer, A cry--prophetic of their fall;

Where our fireside comforts sit, It struck--even the besieger's ear,

In the wildest weather, With something omnious, and drcar,-

O. they wander wide, who roan An undefined, and sudden thrill,

For the joys of life, from home. Which makes the heart-a moment suill;

Nearer, dearer bands of love, Then leat, with quicker pulse, astiamed

Draw our rouls in union, Of that strange genseits silence framed;

To our Father's house above Such as a sudden passing bell

To the saints' communion:
Iakes, though but for a stranger's knell.

Thither-ev'ry hope ascend,
Enw thyses.

There-may all ou labor end


603 HAXVIRAL TO HS SOLDIERS. On The vulture-flapped his wines, though heutly he dewi what side soever I turn my eyes, I behold all A inote, upon the sun's binul face, he semed into my view; full of courage and strength; a veteran intant Rut once, I thought I saw him, stup, as if he wondd alighi, ry, a inost gallant cavalry; you, my allies, "Twas owly a delusive thought, for all hat vanished quite, most faithful and valiant; yon, Carthaginians, All search was vain, and years lat paned; that chill was nero whom not only your country's cause, but the Wher once a during hunter climbed unto a löfty sput, I forgot justest anger, impels to battle. The hope, the Froni thence, pou a rugzel craz—the cramois never reached, cuura e of assailants, is always greater than He saw-an infant's fleshless bordes-the cement: hul Wached! of those, who act upon the defensive. With i e'ambered up that ruzgel clif.--I could that stay away,– hostile banners displayed, you are come down 1 Anew they were my infunt's teunes--thius hastenme te) decry: upon Italy; you bring the war. Grief, inju. A tattere) garment-- yet remuned, through turut many a shred ries, indignities, fire your minds, and spur The crim.suo cap-he wore that morn--was still uprou his heach." vou forward to revenge.

That dreary spot-is pointed out to travelers, pasing by, First, they demand me—that I, your gener- Wholten sian!, and musing, saze, nor g) without a ogni al, should be delivered up to them; next, all Ant as / journevel, the text mora, along day sunny was, af sod, who had fought at the siege of Sayun- The precipice was shown to me, wheread the in; ant tum; and we were to be put to death-by the

603. TIIE HERMIT. extremest tortures. Proud, and cruel naiion! At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, every thing must be yours, and at your dis And mortals the sweets of refulness pimse; posal! You are to prescribe to us, with whom When nouzh!, but the fortent, is heard on the hill, we shall mike war, with wliom we shall make Ani mugh, but nightingal's was, in the grove. peace! You are to set us bounds; to shut us 'Twas thus, by the care of the mountain afar, up within hills and rivers; but you-you are While his harp rung symploninus, a hermit began; not to observe the limits, which yourselves No more with liaisell, or with wature at war, have fixed.

He thought as a age, tho he felt as a man. Pass not the Iberus! What next? Touch "Ah! why, all alanlon'a to darkness and wo; pot the Sacuntines; is Saruntum upon the Why, lone Philonul, that linguishin; fall? iberus? move not a step towards that city. Is For spring shul return, and a lorer listow, it a small matter, then, that you have deprived And so no 1.ner thy bosom isthral. us of our ancient possessions, Sicily and Sar But, if pity inspire thee, renew the sallay, dinia! you would have Spain, too? Well, Moum, skertest complure, man calls thee in mouru; we shall yield Spain; and then- you will

Osythe him, whose pleasure, like lline, away. pass into Africa! Will pass, did I say! this

Full quickly they 111295---but they never returo. very year, they ordered one of their consuls "Now gliling rennte, on the verge of the sky, into il ca, the other into Spain.

The monn, hall extinguish 'U, her crescent displays.
No, soldiers, there is nothing left for us, but Rut la'ely I mark I, when, majestic ou hich,
what we can vindicate with our Swords. She strone, ad the plane's were Inst, in her!!aze,
Come on, then-be men. The Romans-may

Roll on, thou fur orl, anl, with gladness, murste with more safety be cowards; they have their

The pih, that conducts thee to splentur again: own country behind them; bave places of

But mui's (aled hory, what change shall renew! refuse to ilee to, and are secure from danger Ali fut! lo exult in a glory s) saia! in the roads thither; but for you, there is no

"*Tis vicht, and the landscape is lovely no myre: middle fortune between death, and victory:

I minurn; but, ye worlands, I mouru not for you; Let this be but well fixed in your minds, and

For morn is a prouching, your charms tu restore, once arain, I say, you are conquerors.--Livy.

Persund with fresh fragrance, and glittring with dew

Nor vet for the rarage of winter I mourn; 604. VULTURE AND CAPTIVE IXFAXT.

kind nature the embryo basi will save: Pve been aning the mighty Alps, and wanterel tbm their valer, But when shall spiring visit the mouldering urn! And hear the honest mountainetis-relate their dismal holes,

0, whes shall day lawn, on the night of the gravo As por the entiens' blizing hearth, when their daily work wasn'er, 'Twas thus, by the clure of false science betray'd, They make of those, who disaj pared, and ne'er were hard or That luas, tu besiller; and Carls, to Lind;

My though's won! to man, from siue opward to shade, and there, I, from a shepherd, herr' a narrative of fear,

Destruction la fore me, and sorrow behind. a tale-tu rend a mortal heart, which mothers-might not hear: Opi'y, great Falber of light, then I criel, The tems-sere standing in his eyes, his victwas tremitelor;

Thy creature, who Gain would not wander from thee! But, aiping all those tears away, he tol i his story thus:

La, hunilla in duis!, I relinquish my pride: *It is among these larren diffs--the ravenous puiture de ells,

From doubt, and from darkness thou only, cans! Crec Who nerer (attens ou the prey, which from afar he smells;

"And darkuess and dnutit are now flying a way: But, mient, watching bous on hour, upon a lany rock,

Neer iraum in conjecture Carloru: He singles out some truant lamb, a victim, from the ffxck.

So breaks on the traselor, laint and astray,

The bright, and the balony Flance of morn Ine cireless Sollath remmur maro, the sun was rising high,

See trutla, Inse, and mercy, in triumph drscenling, When, from my children on the gren, I heard a fearful cry. as if eme au fuldend were done, a shriek of vrief, ani pain,

Atul nature all closing in Eln's first boom!

Ou the coll cheek of death anills, and mises are blending, doy, I humbly trust in biod, I ne'er may hear again.

And leruly immortal awakes from the tomb. Beattie. I hurriel not in leam the cause; but, overwhelmet with fright,

O what a rision--were the stars,
The children never ccared to shrik; and, from my frenziel sight,
I missed the youngest of my Lalet, the darling of my care:

When first I saw them bum on high,
Auł to rething caught my searching eyes, slow siling thru' the air. Rolling along, like liring cars
! what an auo'd spectacle-to meet a father's eye,

Orlight.-'or gods to journey by. Ho infant-onde a vuiture's prey, with terror to descry;

The reo:lol--is full of pocrry--the au Ant knoue, with a gonizing heart, and with a maniac rare,

Is liring with its spirit; ile uraresThat earthly power--coull unt avail-- that innocent to save!

Davice--1o the music of its melodies,
My infame-gretche! his little hands- in plorinely on me,

And sparkli-in iis brightness.
An' urged with the rate oin birl, all eminly to get free:
At inferrals, I heart ais cries, as loud he tricked, and screamed!

Ini struggling with misfortunes,
Catil, upon the azure sky, a irsser.inz spol be seemed,

Liee the true proof-oi virtue.



606. THE CHARACTER OF WOMAX. The influence of the female character is now * How can the red men be fougien, while may of 6220 felt, and acknowledged, in all the relations of

and territories, bay's, lakes, and rivers, are welly stamp by

aames of their giving ?" life. I speak not now, of those distinguished women, who instruct their age through the

Ye Aay-hey all have pass'd away, public press. Nor of those, whose devout

That noble race-and brave; strains we take upon our lips, when we wor That their light canoes-have vanish'd ship. But of a much larger class; of those, From off'the crested ware; whiosc intluence is felt in the relations of

Thai, 'mid the foresis--where they roam & neighbor, friend, daughter, wife, mother.

There rings no !iunter's shout; Who waits at the couch of the sick, to administer tender charities, while life lingers, or

But their name-is on your waters, to perform the last acts of kindness, when Ye may not wash it out. death comes? Where shall we look for those 'Tis where Ontario's billowExamples of friendship, that most adorn our

Like ocean's surga—is curl'd ; Fature; those abiding friendships, which

Where strong Niagara's thunders--wake trust, even when betrayed, and survive all changes of fortune? Where shall we find

The echo--of the worid; the brightest illustration of filial piety ? Have

Where red Missouri-bringeth you ever seen a daughter, hersell, perhaps, Rich tribute--from the west; ümid and helpless, watching the decline of an And Rappahannock--sweetly sleeps azed parent, and holdiny out, with heroic for

On green Virginia's breast. titude, to anticipate his wishes, to administer to his wants, and to sustain his tottering stops

Ye say--their conelike cabins, to the very borders of the grave?

That cluster'd n'er the vale, But in no relation-goes woman exercise Ilave disappear'd, as wither'd leaves--s) deep an influence, both immediately, and Before the autunm's gale; prospectively, as in that of mother. To her is

But their memory--liveth on your hills, cominitted the immortal treasure of the infant

Their baptism-on your sliore; mind. Upon her-devolves the care of the

Your everlasting rivers-speak first stages--of that course of discipline, which is to form a being, perhaps the most

Their dialect of yore. frail and helpless in the world, the fearless Old Massachusetts-wears itruler of animated creation, and the devout Within her lordly crown; adorer of his great Creator.

And broad Ohio-bears it Her smiles call into exercise the first assec

Ainid his young renown: tions, that spring up in our hearts. She cher

Connecticut-hath wreath'd it-ishes, and expands--the earliest germs of our intellects. She breathes over us her deepest

Where hier quiet foliage waves, devotions. She lifts our little hands, and And bold Kentucky--breathes it hoarseteaches our little tonnes to lisp in prayer. Through all her ancient caves. She watches over us, like a guardian angel,

Wachusett --bides its lingering voice--and protects us through all our helpless years, when we know not of her cares, and her

Within his rocky heart, anxieties, on our account. She follows us And Alleghany--graves its toneinto the world of men, and lives in us, and Througliout his lofty chart, blesses us, when she lives not otherwise upon Monadnock, on his forehead hoar, the earth.

Doch seal the sacred trust; What constitutes the centre of every home?

Your mountain-build their monument, Whither do our thoughts turn, when our feet are weary with wandering, and our hearts

Though ye destroy their dust. sick with disappointments? Where shall the IMPROVEMENT OF MIND WITHOUT Dis aruant and forgetful husband go-for sympa- PLAY. Well-informed persons will casily be thy, unalloyed, and without design, but to the discovered, to have read the best books, tho' bosom of her who is ever ready, and waiting they are not always detailing lists of authors: .) share in his adversity, or prosperity ? And for a muster-roll of names--may be learned if there be a tribunal, where the sins and from the catalogue, as well as froin the library. the follies of a froward child-may hope for The honey--owes its exquisite taste-- to the pardon and forgiveness, this side heaven, that fragrance of the sweetest flowers ; yet the i ibunal--is the heart of a fond, and devoted skill of the little artificer, appears in this, that inother.

the delicious stores are so udinirably worked Finally, her influence is felt, decply, in reli, up, and there is such a due proportion ob gion. "If christianity, shoull be compelled served in mixing them, that the perfection of io flee from the mansions of the great, the the whole--consists in its not lasting, indi academies of philosophers, the halls of legis. vidually, of the rose, the jassamine, the carnalators, or the throny of busy men, we should tion, or any of those sweets, of the very es find her last.and purrst retreat--with woman sence of all which it is compounded. But at the fireside; her Lost altar-would be the ue judgment will discover the infusion, female heartí her last audience - would which true modesty will not display; and hr the children gathered round the knees of even common subjects, passing ihrough a the mother; her last sacrifice, the secret cultivated understanding, borrow a flavor of prayer, escaping in silence from her lips, and its richness. heard, perhaps, only at the throne of God.”

What stronger breastplare than a heart uniainen Ilow empty, learning, and how rain is art; Thrice is he arnied, who hath his quarrel just; have where it guides the life, and mends the heart. And he, but naked, tho' locked in steel, Fancy and pride reach things at vast expense. Whose conscience, with injustice is corrupted


The oak-crown'il s'sters and their chaste cyco W'bm Music, heavenly mnie, was young,

Satyrs, and sylvan boys, were seen, Iqueen

Peeping from forth the alloys green;
While yet, in early Greece, she sung,

Brown Erercise rejoiced to hear:
The Pins ons oli, to hear her shell,
Threud-around lier inagie cell;

And Sport leap'd up, and seiz'd his lieeehen spear
Exung trimiding, rug ng fainting;

Last, came Joy's ecstatic ir al.
Pospisilleyond the Muse's painting.

He, with viny crows advancny.
By turis, they sell the glowing mind

First to the lively pipe luis hand aildress'd;
Disturbild, itelighted, ra:sid refined:

But soon, he saw the brisk awakening viol, Till once, 't s sad, wlien all were fired,

Whose sweet, entrancing voice he lovdihe best Fill with fury, rapi. inisp red,

They would have thouglit, wlio heard the strain, From the supporting myriles round,

They saw, in Tempe's vale. her nat ve maida,
They snatchi her instruments of sound;

Ainid the festal-sounding shader,
And, as they oft hal heard apart,

To some unwcaried minstrel dancing;
Sweet lessons of her forceful art,

While, as his flying fingers kis id ile giringa
Each-for Aadness ruled the hour

Love, iram d with Mirth, a gay fantastic round
Would prove his own expressive power. Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unliound;

And he, amid his frolic play,
First, Fear, his hand, its skill to try,

As if he would the charing air repay,
Amid the chords, bewilder'u laid;

Shook thousand odors-from his dewy
And back recoil'd, he knew not why,
Even at the sound himseli hari inade.


An Eaton stripling, training for the aw,
Next. Anger rushid, his eyes on fire,

A dunce at syntu, but a dab at taw,
Julghings, owid his secret sings:

One laappy Christnas, hii upon the shell
In one rude clash he struck the lyre,

His cap and gown, and stores of leaned pell,
And swept, with hurried hands, the strings.

With all the deathless barts of Greece and Rome,
With wolul ineasures, wan Despair-

To spend a fortuight at his uncle's home.
Low, sullen sounds! liisgriet beguiled;

Returnil, and past the usual how-d'ye-oes,
A solemn, srange, and mingled ar;

luquiries of old friends, and college news:
Twas sad, by tiis-by starts, 'was wild. "Well, Tom, the road; whal saw you worth discerning!
But thou, O Hope; with eyes so fair,

How 's all at college, Tom --what is 't you 're learning in

“Learning -0, logic, logic!-- not the shallow rules What was thy del ghied measure!

or Locke and Racon--antiquated fools!
Suillir whisperid-proin: sed pleasure,
And Lade the lovely scenes at distance hail.

But wits' and wranglers' logic; for d'ye ne,
Sull would her touch the strain prolong;

I'll prove as clear, -as clear as A. B. C.,
And from the rocks, the woods, the vale,

That an al sie's a pigeon; to deny il,
She call on Eclio still, through all her song.

Is to say Llack's not black."
And, where her sweetest theme slie chose,

“Come, let's try it!
A soli, responsive voice washeard at overy close;

“Well, sir; an eel pie is a pie of fish." " Agreed." And Hope.enchanted, siniled and wav'd her gold "Fish pie may be a jack pie.'"Well, well, proceed?" onlar

" A jack pie is a John pio-and, 'tis done!

For every John pie inust be a pie John."-i pigeon.) And longer bad she sung-but, with a frown,

* Rravn! Bravo.” Sir Peter cria; hizke forever! Rerenge-inpatient rose,


That beats my grandmother, ani she was cleser;
He ihrew luis blood-sia nel sword in thuader

But now I thick on 't, it would be miglaty land
All with a withering look,
The war-denouncing irunpet look,

If merit such as thine met no reward;

To show how much I logic love in course,
Anillew a blast, so loud and dread,

I'll make thee master of a chestnut hone."
Were ne'er proplietie soms so full of woe;
And, ever and on, he beat

“ A hone!" quoth Tom, “Llool, pedigree, and pacent 'The doublag drum with furious heat. [tween,

o, what a dash I'll cut at Epsoin races!" And though. sonnetines, each dreary pause be

Tom dreamt all night of boots and leather breeches
Dejected Pity, at his side,

Of hunting-cars, and leaping rails and ditches;
Her soul-suvdung voice applied,

Rose the next mora an hour before the lark,
Yei sill. he kept his wild unalter'd mien;

And drage'd his uncle, fasting, to the jark;
While each strand ball or sight seemd bursting Britle in hand, each vale Le scour of course,
iroin his head.

To find out something like a chestnut hors;

But no such animal the meadows cropt,
Thy numbers. Jealousy. 10 nought were fix'd;
Sail proof of thy chistresslid mate!

Till under a large tree Sir l'eter stopt,
Of ditling themes llie veering song was mix'd:

Caught at a trarch, an Ishock it, when down fell
And, now, it courted Love; now, raving, call'd

A fine borse chestnut, jo i's prickly shell.
on llate.

* There, Tom, take that."-"Well, sir, and what bothe With eyes upraised, as one inspired,

" Why, since you're booted, sulle it and ride."

"Ride! Wha, a chestnut, sir"-"Of course, lale Melancholy sui, retired;

For I caa prove that chestnut is a horse,
pond. trom lus wild sequestorid sent,

Not from the doubtful, fusty, musty rules
Il notes by distance, made more sweet,
Png ho the rueliow born her pelisive soul:

of Lacie and Bacon, antiquated frols,
AILI dash ng soil, from rochs around,

Nor o Maletranch, blind pilot into knowledge,
Bulibing runnes jo bed the sound.


Butly the laws of wit and Eton college ;
Thru pads and glooins, the mingled measure

As you have prov'l, and which I don't deny,
Oro'er some haunted streams with fond delay,

That a pie John's the same as a John pie,
Rownia holy calm d ffus ng,

The matter follows, as a thing of course,
Lote of pace, and lonely musing-

That a horse-chestnut is a chastnad horse."
In hollow inurinurs-died away.

Know, Nature's children all divide her carc;
Put, ob bow alter'll wns its oprighilier tone! The fur, that warins a monarch, wurmd a bear,
Whenhverfulness, a nymphion bealthiest hue, while man exclaims, " See all things for my use."

Iter low across her shoulders flung,
Her bushuis gemund with morning dew. (rung;

" See man for mine!” replies the pumper'd gooss.
Blew all inspiring arthat dule and thicket And just as short of rearon-he must all,
The hunter's call, 10 Poun and Dryad known! Who thinks all made for one, not onle--for all.



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