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alone does not work fast enough to reduce them to dust, so as to make way for their successors. Side by side lie several generations of the dead. Some, in the last stage of dissolution, have left on the grass a long line of red dust as the only trace of their presence; others, already half consumed by time, still preserve their outward shape. Others again, fallen only yesterday, stretch their long branches over the traveler's path.
6. I have often at sea enjoyed one of the calm, serene evenings, when the sails, flapping idly against the mast, leave the crew in ignorance even of the quarter whence the breeze will rise. The perfect repose of nature is as striking in the wilderness as on the ocean. When at noonday the sun's rays penetrate the forest, there is often heard a long sob, a kind of plaintive cry echoing in the distance. It is the last breath of the expiring breeze. Deep silence ensues, and such absolute stillness as fills the mind with a kind of superstitious awe. The traveler stops to contem'plate the scene.
7. Pressed against one another, their boughs interlaced, the trees seem to form one vast indestructible edifice, under whose arches reigns perpetual darkness. Around are violence and destruction, shattered trees, and torn trunks; the traces of long elemental war. But the struggle is suspended. It seems to have been suddenly arrested, as if by the fiat of a supernatural Being. Half-broken branches seem to hold by some invisible link to the trunk that no longer supports them; trees torn from their roots hang in the air as if they had not had time to reach the ground.
8. The traveler holds his breath to cătch the faintest sound of life. No noise, not even a whisper, reaches him. You may be lost in a European forest, but some noise belonging to life is audible. You hear a churchbell, or a woodman's axe, or the report of a gun, or the
barking of a dog, or, at any rate, the indistinct hum of civilized life. Here not only man is absent, but the voice of no animal is to be heard. The smaller ones have sought the neighborhood of human dwellings, and the larger have fled to a still greater distance; the few that remain hide in the shade. Thus all is motionless, all is silent beneath the leafy arch. It seems as if the Creator had for a moment withdrawn His countenance, and all nature had become paralyzed.
9. This was not the only time that we noticed the resemblance of the forest to the ocean. In each case the idea of immensity besets you. The succession of similar scenes, their continual monotony, overpowers the imagination. Perhaps even the sensation of loneliness and desolation, which oppressed us in the middle of the Atlantic, was felt by us still more strongly and acutely in the deserts of the New World.
10. At sea the voyager sees the horizon to which he is steering. He sees the sky. His view is bounded only by the powers of the human eye. But what is there to indicate a path across the leafy ocean? In vain you may climb the lofty trees; others still higher will surround you. In vain you climb a hill ; everywhere the forest follows you, — the forest which extends before you to the Arctic Pole and to the Pacific Ocean. You inay travel thousands of miles beneath its shade, and, though always advancing, never appear to stir from the same spot.
O, NEVER despair! for our hopes, oftentime,
Then, up! up! — never despair!
XCVIII. - LOCHINVAR.
Delivery. The style is narrative, but requires a brisk, gay movement, which in the seventh and eighth stanzas should quicken into an expression of hurry, bustle, and excitement. Lochinvar's cry,“ She is won," &c., should / be given with loud force. It will require considerable practice in order to impart to the delivery its full effect.
See in Index, GALLIARD, LOCHINVAR, SCAR, SOLWAY, Scott.
O, YOUNG Lochinvar is come out of the West,
He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone,
So boldly he entered the Netherby hall,
There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far,
The bride kissed the goblet; the knight took it up,
So stately his form, and so lovely her face,
VII. One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! “She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scar ; They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar.
VIII. There was mounting 'mong Græmes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? *
* The ballad of Lochinvar, says Scott, is in a very slight degree founded on a ballad called “ Katharine Janfarie," which may be found in the “ Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border."
XCIX. – ONE NATION, ONE DESTINY.
The following eloquent remarks by Mr. Donnelly of Minnesota are from a speech delivered in the U. S. House of Representatives, May, 1864, on the bill to provide republican governments for the subverted States.
See in Index, COMBATANT, DIET, DYNASTY, HOVEL, PLOW or PLOUGH, SOVEREIGN, Nubia, DONNELLY.
Delivery. For most of the passages a bold middle pitch, with orotund quality, expressive pauses, and occasionally loud force, will be appropriate.
1. LET no man think that his poverty or obscurity will screen him from the results of an unwise adjustment of our present troubles. Those results will be as universal and as inevitable as death itself; they will follow the laborer to his hovel; they will track him as he flies out into the pathless wilderness. What, then, will insure the safety of the nation? There is but one answer: the prevention of that state of things out of which the rebellion arose. I need not stop to discuss the right of the nation to take all measures necessary for its own existence. Who shall assume that among its very safeguards may be found the instrument of its assassination?
2. The American people are determined to be one nation,- one absolute, supreme, irresistible nation; not, in the words of Washington, as applied to the Confederation, sone nation to-day, and thirteen to-morrow"; not a Polish Diet, with as many vetoes as members; not a mere rope of sand, - but one nation, for good and ill, now and forever, ONE NATION. The absolute power which rests somewhere shall rest in the hands of this Government. It matters nothing in what way the nation arose; whether from its creative abundance it gave birth to the States, or whether it grew from a congelation of the States. Possessing existence and being sovereign, it has a right to all things necessary to a continuance of its life and sovereignty.
3. We who come, Mr. Speaker, from the far West,