Beautiful fictions of our fathers, woven And night is strangely mute! the hymnings high- Heard ravished oft, are flown!a O ye have lost, The very streams Ethereal creatures! They were seen to rise From the charmed waters, which still brighter grew The swallow, privileg'd above the rest Of all the birds as man's familiar guest, Is well to chancels and to chimneys known, This merry chorister had long possessed a See "Remark," p. 92. Such auguries of winter thence she drew, The day was nam'd, the next that should be fair; All to the general rendezvous repair; They try their fluttering wings, and trust themselves in air. The canopy of heaven is all her own: Her youthful offspring to their haunts repair, And dip for insects in the purling springs, And stoop on rivers to refresh their wings.-Dryden. [Rem. 9.] George performed the act without having been requested. By so doing he gained the good will of his former enemy. The bars did not prevent the prisoner from escaping. Thomas is employed in cutting wood. One of the greatest arts of escaping superfluous uneasiness, is to free our minds from the habit of comparing our condition with that of others on whom the blessings of life are more bountifully bestowed, or with imaginary states of delight and security, perhaps unattainable by mortals.-Johnson. Let us read with method, and propose to ourselves an end to which all our studies may point. Through neglect of this rule, gross ignorance often disgraces great readers; who, by skipping hastily and irregularly from one subject to another, render themselves incapable of combining their ideas. So many detached parcels of knowledge cannot form a whole. This inconstancy weakens the energies of the mind, creates in it a dislike to application, and even robs it of the advantages of natural good sense. Yet let us avoid the contrary extreme, and respect method without rendering ourselves its slaves. -Gibbon. I pity bashful men, who feel the pain Of needless shame and self-imposed disgrace. Our sensibilities are so acute, The fear of being silent makes us mute.-Cowper. [Rem. 2.] John is about to speak. The country is about to be ruined. Lucinda is about to sleep. The house was about to be burned. The time was about to expire when William entered. [Rem. 3.] He entered at once upon the performance of his duties. This state of uncertainty cannot last for ever. This blessing came from above. Life went a-maying a With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young. When I was young? Ah, woful when: Ah for the change 'twixt now and then!-Coleridge. a This is the present participle of to may; a is a corruption of the preposition on, but a-may-ing is now to be parsed simply as maying. Alive, asleep, etc., have the same origin. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting, And cometh from afar; Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.- Wordsworth. This gentleman came from beyond the sea. The weasel ran from under the bridge. A voice came from within the tower. [Rem. 4.] His decision will depend very much on who makes the application. A controversy has arisen about how it was done. Horror and doubt distract His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir The hell within him; for within him hell He brings, and round about him, and from hell One step a no more than from himself can fly By change of place. Now conscience wakes despair Of what he was, what is, and what must be.-Milton. [Rem. 5.] I will give this book to whoever wants it. He devotes himself entirely to whatever interests him. You furnished him with what he desired. John is fond of whatever you like. This paper belongs to whoever owns the book. I am much pleased with what he has done. William inferred this from what you said. [Rem. 6.] From peak to peak, the rattling clouds among, No prophet-bards, the glittering courts among, Come, walk with me the jungle through If yonder hunter told us true," Far off, in desert dank and rude, The tiger holds its solitude.-Heber. [Rem. 7.] George three months. a Rule x., Rem. 7. They sat in silent watchfulness, The sacred cypress tree about, And from the wrinkled brows of age Their failing eyes looked out.- Whittier. The cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack or the barn-door Stoutly struts his dames before.-Milton. went home three days ago, having remained here Two days, as many nights he slept, Alone, unnoticed, and unwept. b Rule ii., Rem. 8. Mean while a the Son of God, who yet some days Thought following thought, and step by stepd led on, Christian, God speed e thee! Let loose the rudder bands, Good angels lead e thee! Set thy sail warily, Tempests will come; Steer thy course steadily, Christian, steer home.-Mrs. Southey. Nine times f the spaces that measures day and night “To mortal men, he with his horrid crew Lay vanquished, rolling in the fiery gulf, [Rem. 8.] Soldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer. This book is worth its weight in gold. The work is well worth the price The good man is now near the time of his departure. Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.-Longfellow. A better prize There is for man, a glory of this world Of holy freedom to his fellow men, a While is here a noun. b Rule ix., Rem. 1, and Rule xiii. d When two nouns, connected by a preposition, serve to denote the manner of the e See Remark 4, p. 77. f Degree of difference. & Time. RULE XI. The crafty person is the last man that finds himself to be found out.— Tillotson. He did what he believed to be wrong. He took a course which the event showed to have been taken too hastily. A wise man will make haste to forgive, because he knows the true value of time, and will not suffer it to pass away in unnecessary pain.-Johnson. Clarendon allows his demeanor through the whole proceeding to have been such, that even those who watched for an occasion against the defender of the people, were compelled to acknowledge themselves a unable to find any fault in him.-T. B. Macaulay. That German intellect has been fairly appreciated among us, we believe to be mainly owing to Carlyle's persevering efforts. b That he was the author of the work, we believe to have been the opinion of all his friends. Zeal for what he regarded as truth, undaunted intrepidity to maintain his own system, abilities, both natural and acquired, to defend his principles, and unwearied industry in propagating them, are virtues which shine so conspicuously in every part of his behavior, that even his enemies must allow him to have possessed them in an eminent degree.-Robertson. One word is too often profaned For me to profane it; One hope is too like despair For prudence to smother, And pity from thee is more dear Than that d from another.-Shelley. Retiree we to our chamber; A little water clears us of this deed How easy is it then? Your constancy Hath left you unattended. Hark, more knocking! f Get on your night gown, lest occasion call us, And show us to be watchers.-Shakspeare. RULE XII. We are as prone to make a torment of our fears, as g to luxuriate in our hopes of good.-Hazlitt. At every trifle scorn to take offence; That always shows great pride or little sense.-Pope. a Rule xii., Rem. 8. b The clause, "That German intellect has been fairly appreciated among us," is the subject of the infinitive mood to be. c The preposition for shows the relation between too often and me to profane it. d See note on that, p. 40. e Seo Rem. 4, p. 77. Rule xvi., Rem. 3. |