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How the verdure runs o'er each rolling mass'!
And the path of the gentle winds is seen,

Where the small waves dance, and the young woods lean', 5. “And see!, where the brighter day-beams pour,

How the rainbows hang in the sunny shower';
And the morn and the eve, with their pomp of hues,
Shift o'er the bright planets and shed their dews';
And 'twixt them both, on the teeming ground,

With her shadowy cone the night goes round'! 6. “Away, away'! in our blossoming bowers,

In the soft air wrapping these spheres of ours,
In the seas and fountains that shine with morn,
See', love is brooding, and life is born',
And breathing myriads are breaking from night,

To rejoice, like us, in motion and light!
7. "Glide on', in your beauty, ye youthful spheres',

To weave the dance that measures the years.
Glide on', in glory and gladness sent
To the farthest wall of the firmament),
The boundless visible smile of Him,
To the veil of whose brow our lamps are dim."

XXIV.-SELECT PARAGRAPHS IN PROSE, In these paragraphs, notice the inflections proper to antithesis and serves.

THE FINAL JUDGMENT.

BEFORE that assembly, every man's good' deeds will be declared, and his most secret sins' disclosed. As no elevation of rank will then give a title to respect, no obscurity of condition' shall exclude the just from public honor, or screen the guilty from public shame'. Opulence will find itself no longer powerful’; poverty will be no longer weak'. Birth will no longer be distinguished'; meanness will no longer pass unnoticed'. The rich' and the poor will indeed strangely mingle together; all the inequalities of the present life shall disappear'; and the conqueror' and his captive'; the monarch' and his subject'; the lord' and his vassal'; the statesman' and the peasant'; the philosopher and the unlettered hind', shall find their distinctions to have been mere illusions!

DRYDEN AND POPE.

Dryden knew more of man in his general nature', and Pope in his local manners! The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation', those of Pope by minute attention! There is more dignity' in the knowledge of Dryden', more certainty' in that of Pope! The style of Dryden is capricious' and varied', that of Pope cautious' and uniform'. Dryden obeys' the motions of his own mind; Pope constrains' his mind to his own rules of composition. Dryden's page is a natural field, rising into inequalities', and diversified by the varied exuberance of abundant vegetation'; Pope's is the velvet lawn', shaven by the scythe, and leveled by the roller! If the flights of Dryden are higher', Pope continues longer' on the wing. If, of Dryden's fire, the blaze is brighter', of Pope's the heat is more regular' and constant'. Dryden often surpasses' expectation, and Pope never falls below it. Dryden is read with frequent astonishment', and Pope with perpetual delight'.

LAS CASAS DISSUADING FROM BATTLE.

Is then the dreadful measure of your cruelty not yet complete'? Battle'! against whom? Against a king, in whose mild bosom your atrocious injuries, even yet, have not excited hate; but who, insulted' or victorious', still sues for peace! Against a people', who never wronged the living being their Creator formed'; a people', who received you as cherished guests', with eager hospitality and confiding kindness. Generously and freely did they share with you their comforts', their treasures', and their homes'; you repaid them by fraud', oppression', and dishonor.

Pizarro', hear me! Hear chieftains'! And thou', All-powerful'! whose thunder can shiver into sand the ada-. mantine rock, whose lightnings can pierce the core of the riven and quaking earth', 0 let thy power give effect to thy servant's words, as thy spirit gives courage to his will! Do not', I implore you, chieftains', -do not, I implore you, renew the foul barbarities your insatiate avarice has inflicted on this wretched, unoffending race. But hush', my sighs'! fall not', ye drops of useless sorrow'! heart-breaking anguish', choke not my utterance.

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XXV.-SELECT PARAGRAPHS IN POETRY.

THE PULPIT.

The pulpit, therefore, (and I name it, filled
With solemn awe, that bids me well beware
With what intent I touch that holy thing',)
The pulpit' (when the satirist has, at last,
Strutting and rap'ring in an empty school,
Spent all his force and made no proselyte)
I say the pulpit' (in the sober use
Of its legitimate, peculiar powers')
Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand,
The most important and effectual guard,
Support, and ornament of virtue's cause.
There stands the messenger of truth': there stands
The legate of the s!: his theme', divine';
His office', sacred\; his credentials, clear.
By him, the violated law speaks out
Its thunders'; and, by him, in strains as sweet
As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.

LIBERTY.

Meanwhile, we'll sacrifice to liberty.
Remember, 0 ту

friends', the laws', the rights',
The generous plan of power delivered down,
From age to age', by your renowned forefathers',
(So dearly bought, the price of so much blood";)
O let it never perish in your hands,
But piously transmit it to your children.
Do thou, grent Liberty'. inspire our souls,
And make our lives in thy possession happy',
Or our deaths glorious in thy just defense.

TO-MORROW.

To-morrow, didst thou say'?
Methought I heard Horatio say, to-morrow':
Go to!, I will not hear' of it; tomorrow'!
"Tis a sharper, who stakes his penury'
Against thy plenty'; who takes thy ready cash,
And pays thee naught, but wishes, hopes, and promises',
The currency of idiots';--injurious bankrupt,
That gulls the easy creditor. To morrow'!
It is a period nowhere to be found
In all the hoary registers of Time',
Unless perchance in the fool's calendar.

Wisdom disclaims' the word, nor holds society
With those who own' it. No', my Horatio',
”T is Fancy's' child, and Folly is its father;
Wrought of such stuff as dreams' are, and as baseless
As the fantastic visions of the evening.

HUMANITY.

I would not enter on my list of friends,
(Though graced with polished manners and fine sense,
Yet wanting sensibility',) the man
Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm!
An inadvertent step may crush the snail,
That crawls at evening in the public path';
But he that has humanity', forewarned,
Will tread aside, and let the reptile live!
The sum is this!: If man's convenience, health,
Or safety interfere, his' rights and claims
Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs.
Else they are all", the meanest things that are',
As free to live, and to enjoy that life,
As God was free to form them at the first,
Who, in his sovereign wisdom, made them all.

XXVI.-CHARACTER OF NAPOLEON BONAPARTE.

FROM Phillips. This is an extract from a speech delivered by Phillips, an Irish lawyer of distinction, upon the character of Napoleon Bonaparte. It is a good exercise on the inflections appropriate to antithesis and series.

BRAGANZA; reigoing house of Portugal.
HAPSBURG ; reigning house of Austria.
DE STAEL; a celebrated French authoress, the daughter of Necker.
KOTZEBUE ; a distinguished German dramatic poet.
David; a French painter of distinction.

1. He is fallen'! We may now pause before that splendid prodigy, which towered among us like some ancient ruin, whose power terrified the glance its magnificence attracted. Grand, gloomy', and peculiar', ho sat upon the throne a sceptered hermit, wrapt in the solitude of his own originality. A mind', bold', independent', and decisive'; a will', despotic in its dictates'; an energy' that distanced expedition'; and a conscience', pliable to every touch of interest', marked the outlines of this extraodinary character': the most extraordinary, perhaps, that in the annals of this world, ever rose', or reigned', or fell'.

2. Flung into life, in the midst of a revolution that quickened every energy of a people who acknowledged no superior', he commenced his course, a stranger by birth', and a scholar by charity. With no friend but his sword, and no fortune but his talents', he rushed into the list.where rank, and wealth, and genius' had arrayed' themselves, and competition fed from him, as from the glance of destiny.

3. He knew no motive' but interest'; acknowledged no criterion' but success'; he worshiped no God' but ambition, and with an eastern devotion', he knelt at the shrice of his idolatry! Subsidiary to this, there was no creed' that he did not profess', there was no opinion' that he did not promulgate': in the hope of a dynasty', he upheld the crescent; for the sake of a divorcc', he bowed before the cross'; the orphan of St. Louis', he became the adopted child of the Republic'; and with a parricidal ingratitude, on the ruins both of the throne and the tribune', he reared the throne of his despotism. A professed Catholic', he imprisoned the Pope'; a pretended patriot', he impoverished the country'; and in the name of Brutus', he grasped without remorse, and wore without shame', the diadem of the Cæsars.

4. The whole continent trembled at beholding the audacity of his designs', and the miracle of their execution. Skepticism bowed to the prodigies of his performance'; romance assumed the air of history'; nor was there aught too incredible for belief', or too fanciful for expectation, when the world saw a subaltern of Corsica' waving his imperial flag over her most ancient capitals. All the visions of antiquity became commonplace in his contemplation': kings were his people'; nations were his outposts'; and he disposed of courts, and crowns', and camps', and churches, and cabinets', as if they were the titular dignitaries of the chessboard'! Amid all these changes', he stood immutable as adamant. It mattered little whether in the field', or in the drawing-room'; with the mob', or the levee ; wearing the Jacobin bonnet', or the iron crown'; banishing a Braganza', or espousing a Hapsburg'; dictating peace on a raft to the

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