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5 You fall at once into a lower key,
That's worse—the drone-pipe of an humblebee.
He shakes with cold-you stir the fire and strive 10 To make a blaze-that's roasting him alive.
Serve him with venison, and he chooses fish;
And in due time feeds heartily on both;
He does not swallow, but he gulps it down.
Alas! bis efforts double his distress,
Thus always teasing others, always teased,
I pity bashsul men, who feel the pain
Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain, 25 And bear the marks upon a blushing face
Of needless shame, and self-imposed disgrace.
We sometimes think we could a speech produce 30 Much to the purpose, if our tongues were loose ;
But being tried, it dies upon the lip,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns. 35 The circle formed, we sit in silent state,
Like figures drawn upon a dial plate ;
Each individual, suffering a constraint, 40 Poetry may, but colors cannot paint;
As if in close committee on the sky,
Of wise reflection and well timed discourse. 45 We next inquire, but softly and by stealth,
Like conservators of the public health,
That theme exhausted, a wide chasm ensues, 50 Filled up at last with interesting news,
Who danced with whom, and who are like to wed,
As if 'twere treason against English laws. 55 The visit paid, with ecstasy we come,
As from a seven years' transportation, home,
The faculties, that seemed reduced to nought, 60 Expression and the privilege of thought.
41. Lady Percy to her husband. Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep? Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth ; And start so often when thou sit'st alone ?
Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks ; 5 And given my treasures, and my rights of thee,
To thick-ey'd musing, and curs'd melancholy ?
Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed; 10 Cry, Courage !-to the field! And thou hast talk'd
of sallies, and retires; of trenches, tents,
Of prisoners' ransom, and of soldiers slain, 15 And all the currents of a heady fight.
Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war,
Like bubbles in a late disturbed stream;
On some great sudden haste.' 0, what portents are
these ? Some heavy business hath my lord in hand, 25 And I must know it, else he loves me not.
42. The exercise of the Memory in learning not suficient.
To learn, seems, with many, to imply no more than a bare exercise of memory. To read, and to remember is, they imagine, all they have to do. I affirm on the
contrary that a great deal more is necessary, as to exer5 cise the judgment and the discursive faculty. I shall
put the case, that one were employed to teach you algebra ; and instead of instructing you in the manner of stating and resolving algebraic equations, he should
think it incumbent on him, only to inform you of all the 10 principal problems, that had at any time exercised the
art of the most famous algebraists, and the solutions they had given ; and being possessed of a retentive memory,
I shall suppose, you have a distinct remembrance both of the questions and the answers ; could ye for 15 this, be said to have learnt algebra? No, surely. To
teach you that ingenious and useful art, is to instruct you in those principles, by the proper application of which, you shall be enabled to solve the questions for
yourselves. In like manner, to teach you to understand 20 the scriptures, is to initiate you into those general prin
ciples, which will gradually enable you of yourselves, to enter into their sense and spirit. It is not to make you repeat by rote the judgments of others, but to
bring you to form judgments of your own; to see with 25 your own eyes, and not with other people's. I shall
conclude this prelection with the translation of a short passage from the Persian letters, which falls in entirely with my present subject. Rica having been to visit
the library of a French convent, writes thus to his friend 30 in Persia concerning what had passed. Father, said I
to the librarian, what are these huge volumes which fill the whole side of the library? These, said he, are the Interpreters of the scriptures. There is a prodigious number of them, replied I; the scriptures must have 35 been very dark formerly, and very clear at present. Do there remain still any doubts?
Are there now any points contested? Are there, answered he, with surprise, Are there? There are almost as many as there
are lines. You astonishi me, said I; what then have all 40 these authors been doing? These authors, returned
he, never searched the scriptures, for what ought to be believed, but for what they did believe themselves. They did not consider them as a book, wherein were
contained the doctrines which they ought to receive, 45 but as a work which might be made to authorize their
own ideas. For this reason, they have corrupted all the meanings, and have put every passage to the torture, to make it speak their own sense.
'Tis a country whereon people of all sects make invasions, and
for 50 pillage; it is a field of battle, where, when hostile na
tions meet, they engage, attack and skirmish in a thousand different ways.
2 The flames rollid on-he would not go,
Without his father's word ;
His voice no longer heard.
If yet my task is done ???
Unconscious of his son.
Young Casabianca, a boy about thirteen years old, son to the admiral of the Orient, remained at his post in the battle of the Nile,) after the ship had taken fire, and all the guns had been abandoned; and perished in the explosion of the vessel, when the flames had reached the powder.
4 " Speak, Father !" once again he cried,
“If I may yet be gone !"
And fast the flames rolled on.
They caught the flag on high,
Like banners in the sky.
The boy--oh! where was he ?
With fragments strewed the sea ;
That well had borne their part-
Fitz James and Roderick Dhu.
With cautious step, and ear awake,
Temper’d the midnight mountain air, 5 But every breeze that swept the wold,
Benumb'd his drenched limbs with cold.
Tangled and steep, he journey'd on; 10 Till, as a rock's huge point he turn’d,
A watch-fire close before him burn'd,
he sprung with sword in hand, -
“ A stranger.”—"What dost thou require ?”.