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Have we any thing new to offer upon the subject? Nothing We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find, which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer. Sir, we have done every thing that could be done, to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned —we have remonstrated-we have supplicated—we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. În vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation.
There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free—if we mean to preserve in violate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending—if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon, until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained—we must fight! - I repeat it, sir, we must fight!! peal to arms and to the God of Hosts, is all that is
They tell us, sir, that we are weak-unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot ? Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those nkans which the God of nature hath placed in our
power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations; and who will raise
up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable—and let it come!! I repeat it, sir, let it come!!!
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace, but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
DESCRIPTION OF THE EMPRESS OF RUS
SIA'S PALACE OF ICE.
COWPER. Less worthy of applause, though more admired, Because a novelty, the work of man, Imperial mistress of the fur-clad Russ, Thy most magnificent and mighty freak, The wonder of the North. No forest fell When thou would'st build; no quarry sent its stores To enrich thy walls: but thoù didst hew the floods, And make thy marble of the glassy wave. In such a palace Aristæs found Cyrene, when he bore the plaintive tale
Of his lost bees to her maternal ear:
that often blinds the traveller's course,
MEETING OF SATAN AND THE ANGELS.
PARADISE LOST.-Book IV. Now had night measured with her shadowy cone Half way up hill this vast sublunar vault, And from their ivory port the cherubim, Forth issuing at the accustomed hour, stood armed To their night watches in warlike parade, When Gabriel to his next in power thus spake.
“Uzziel, half these draw off, and coast the south With strictest watch; these other wheel the north; Our circuit meets full west.” As flame they part, Half wheeling to the shield, half to the spear. From these, two strong and subtle spirits he called That near him stood, and gave them thus in charge.
“ Ithuriel and Zephon, with winged speed Search through this garden, leave unsearched no
nook: Büt chiefly where those two fair creatures lodge, Now laid perhaps asleep, secure of harm. This evening from the sun's decline arrived Who tells of some infernal spirit seen Hitherward bent (who could have thought?) escaped The bars of hell, on errand bad no doubt: Such where ye find, seize fast and hither bring.”
So saying, on he led his radiant files, Dazzling the moon; these to the bower direct In search of whom they sought: him there they found Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve, Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams; Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint The animal spirits, that from pure blood arise Like gentle breaths from rivers pure, thence raise At least distempered, discontented thoughts, Vain hopes, vain aims, inordinate desires, Blown up with high conceits engendering pride. Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear Touched lightly ; for no falsehood can endure Touch of celestial temper, but returns
Of force to its own likeness: up he starts
" Which of those rebel spirits adjudged to Hell
« Know ye not then,” said Satan, filled with scorn, 1. Know not me? ye
knew me once, no mate For you, there sitting where ye
durst not soar;
To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.
So spake the cherub, and this grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace Invincible, abashed ihe devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her own shape how lovely; saw, and pined His loss; but chiefly to find here observed His lustre visibly impaired; yet seemed Undaunted. “If I must contend," said he, “ Best with the best, the sender, not the sent, Or all at once; more glory will be won,