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5 Address To Dutv.100 Wordsworth.

Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear
The Godhead's most benignant grace;
*Nor know we anything so fair
As is the smile upon thy face;
Flowers laugh before thee on their beds,
And Fragrance in thy footing treads;
Thou dcst preserve the stars from wrong;

And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong 6. Death Of The Young And Fair.Anonymous.

She died in beauty, like a roselli2 blown from its parent stem;
She died in beauty, like a pearl dropped from some diadem;
She died in beauty, like a fay along a moonlit lake;
She died in beauty, like the song of birds amid the brake;
She died in beauty, like the snow on flowers dissolved away;
She died in beauty, like a star lost on the brow of day; —
She lives in glory, like Night's gems set round the silver moon;
She lives in glory, like the sun amid the blue of June.

7. Conscientious Discharge Of Dutv. Bryant.

Yet nerve thy spirit to the proof, <V
And blench not at thy chosen lot; j

The timid good may stand aloof, n.roel

The sage may frown — yet faint thou no "grat

Nor heed the shaft too surely cast, rffbr
The foul and hissing bolt of scorn; , an

For with thy side shall dwell, at last, ]

. r.„JCte^tera^fia^"pffrus^ver won. It was th

conquering of nature, of ignorance, of superstition, of terror, al at a single blow, and that blow struck by a single arm.

12. And now do you demand the name of this wonderful man1 Alas! what a lesson" of the instability of earthly fame are we taught in this simple recital! He who had raised himself immeasurably above his race, who must have been regarded by bin fellows as little less than a god, who had inscribed his fame on the very heavens, and had written it in the sun, with a " pen of . iron, and the point of a diamond,"" even this one has perished from the earth; name, age, country, are all swept into oblivion. But his proud achievement stands. The monument" reared to his honor stands, and although the touch of time has effaced the lettering of his name, it is powerless, and cannot destroy thf fruits of his victory. o. H Mitchell.


1. Although desirous of reaching the Lake of Constance" with all possible speed, I was obliged to stop at Vadutz." Since our journey began it had rained in torrents, and now both horse '"Winately refused to go a step further; the beast 10. Love Nue To The Creator. G. Griffin.

And ask yc why He claims our love?

O answer, all ye winds of even,
O answer, all ye lights above,

That watch in yonder darkening heaven;
Thou earth, in vernal radiance gay

As when His angels first arrayed thee,
And thou, O deep-tongued ocean, say

Why man should love the Mind that made thee

There's not a flower that decks the vale,

There's not a beam that lights the mountain,
There's not a shrub that scents the gale,

There's not a wind that stirs the fountain.
There's not a hue that paints the rose,

There's not a leaf around lis lying,
But in its use or beauty shows „

True love to us, and love undying!


1. Gon bade the Sun with golden step sublime


He whispered in the listening ear of Time,

He bade the guiding Spirit of the stars,
With lightning speed, m silver-shining cars,
Along the bright floor of his azure hall

Sun, Stars, and Time obey the voice, and all

2. The river at its bubbling fountain cries,


The clouds proclaim, like heralds, through the skiee,

Throughout the world, the mighty Master's laws
Allow not one brief moment's idle pause;

5 Address To Dutv.1"0 Wordsworth.


Stern lawgiver! yet thou dost wear
The Godhead's most benignant grace;
••,Nor know we anything so fair
As is the smile upon thy face;
Flowers laugh before thee on their beds,


Go, draw the marble from its secret bed,
And make the cedar bend its giant head;
Let domes and columns through the wandering air

The world, O man ! is thine. But, wouldst thou share, —

. 4. Unto the soul of man the same voice spoke,

From out the chaos thunder-like it broke,

Go, track the comet" in its wheeling race,
And drag the lightning from its hiding-place;
From out the night of ignorance and tears,

For love and hope, borne by the coming years,
«* Advance!

5. All heard, and some obeyed the great command,


It passed along from listening land to land,


The strong grow stronger, and the weak grew strong,
As passed the war-cry of the world along —
Awake, ye nations, know your powers and rights,

Through Hope and Work, to Freedom's new delights

6. Knowledge came down, and waved her steady torch,


Sages proclaimed, 'neath many a marble porch,

As rapid lightning leaps from peak to peak,
The Gaul, the Goth, the Roman, and the Greek,
The painted Briton, caught the winged word,

And earth grew young, and carolled as a bird,

D F. M'cartht.


1. Although desirous of reaching the Lake of Constance"I with all possible speed, I was obliged to stop at Vadutz.n Since our journey began it had rained in torrents, and now both horse and driver obstinately refused to go a step further; the beast because he sank in the mud up to his knees, and the man because he was wet to the bone. Indeed, it would have been cruel tc hare insisted on proceeding. Nothing but motives of philanthropy,*3 however, could have induced me to enter the wretched inn whose sign had arrested our equipage.

2. Hardly had I set foot in the narrow entry that led to the kitchen,30 which was, at the same time, the common room for travellers, than I was taken by the throat by a sharp odor of sour-krout," which came as a sort of preannouncement of my billof-fare. Now, I can say of sour-krout, as a certain abbe" said of flounders, that if sour-krout and I were left alone on the earth, the world would very soon come to an end.

3. I began, then, to pass in review my whole Teutonic" vocab'ulary, and to apply it to the possibilities of the larder of a village inn. The precaution was not untimely; for hardly was I seated at the table, where a couple of teamsters, the first occupants, were disposed to yield me an end, than a deep plate, full of the abhorred food, was placed before me. Fortunately I had been prepared for this infamous pleasantry, and I put aside the dish, which was smoking like a small Vesuvius, with a nicht" gut (not good), so heartily enunciated that my hearers must have taken me for a full-blooded Saxon.

4. A German always supposes that he has misunderstood you when you say that you do not like sour-krout; but when it is in his own language that you express your disgust for this national dish, his astonishment — to avail myself of an ex pression in vogue with his countrymen — becomes "mountainous." There succeeded, then, an intL. ~al of silence, of stupefaction, like that which would have followed some abominable bias phemy, and while it lasted the hostess seemed to be laboriously occupied in rallying her disordered ideas.

5. The result of her reflections was a phrase," pronounced in a voice so changed that the words were wholly unintelligible to me, although, from the physiognomy,50 I interpreted them to be, "But, sir, if you do not like sour-krout, what do you like?" — * Attis dieses ausgerwm'men" I replied; which I will remark, for the benefit of those not up with me in philology," means *♦ All, except that." It appeared that disgust had produced upon me the same effect that indignation did upon Ju'venal;" only instead of inspiring me to versify, it had enabled me to pronounce German; I perceived it in the submissive air with which the hostess took away the unfortunate sour-krout.

6. I remained, then, waiting my second service, amusing my • self meanwhile by making pellets out of the bread, or tasting, with many a shrug6 and grimace', a kind of sour wine, which, because it had an abominable flavor of flint, and was contained in a long-necked bottle, was pleasantly called Hock. — " Well ?" said I, looking up. — " Well?" returned the hostess. — " My supper !" — " 0, yes !" — And she brought me again the sourkrout!

7. I made up my mind that unless I took summary justice upon it there would be no end to her persecutions. I therefore called a dog,— one of the Saint Bernard' breed, who lay toasting his nose and paws before the fire, and who, on rec'ognizing my good intentions, left the chimney, came to me, and with three jerks of the tongue lapped up the proffered food. "Well done, beast!" said I, when he had finished; and I returned the empty plate to the hostess. — " And you?" she said. — " O ! I will eat something else." — " But I have n't anything else," she replied.

8. "How!" cried I, from the very depths of my empty stomach; "have n't you some eggs 1" — " None." — " Some cutlets ?" —" None." — " Some potatoes ?" — " None." — " Some

"A luminous idea crossed my mind. I remembered that

I had been advised not to pass through the place without tasting the mushrooms, for which, twenty leagues round, it is celebrated. But when I wished to avail myself of this felicitous recollection, an unforeseen difficulty presented itself in the fact that I could not, for the life of me, recall the German word, the pronunciation of which was essential, unless I would go hungry to bed. I remained, then, with open mouth, pausing at the indefinite pronoun.

- 9. "Some—some—how do you call it in German? Some—" — " Some?" repeated the hostess, mechanically. — " Eh? yes; some —" — At this "moment my eyes fell upon my album." — "Wait," said I, " wait!" I then took my pencil,83 and, on a beautiful white leaf, drew, as carefully as I could, the precious vegetable which formed for the moment the object of my desires. I flattered myself that it approached as near to a resemblance as it is permitted for the work of man to reproduce the work of nature.

10. All this while the hostess followed me with her eyes, displaying an intelligent curiosity that seemed to augur most favorably for my prospects. "Ah! ja," ja, ja (yes, yes, yes),"

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