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abounding spread out the populous city, already teeming with life and activity. The busy morning hum rises on the still air, and reaches the watching place of the solitary astronomer. 21 The thousands below him, unconscious of his intense anxiety, buoyants ? with life, joyously pursue their rounds of business, their cycleser Quelis of amusement. No one can witness an eclipse of the sun, even at the present day, when its most minute phenomenabt are predicted with rigorous exactitude, without an involuntary feeling of dismay. What, then, must have been the effect upon the human mind in those ages of the world, when the cause was unknown, and the terrific exhibition unlooked for ?

10. The sun slowly climbs the heaven, round and bright and full-orbed. The lone tenant of the mountain top almost begins to wayer in the sternness of his faith as the morning hours roll away. But the time of his triumph, long delayed, at length begins to dawn; a pale and sickly hue creeps over the face of nature. The sun has reached his highest point, but his splendor is dimmed, his light is feeble. At last it comes! Blackness is eating away his round disc ;I onward with slow but steady pace the dark veil moves, blacker than a thousand nights; the gloom deepens; the ghastly hue of death covers the universe; the last ray is gone, and horror reigns!

11. A wail of terror fills the murky air, the clangor of brazen trumpets resounds, an agony of despair dashes the stricken millions to the ground; while that lone man, erect on his rocky suinmit, with arms outstretched to heaven, pours forth the grateful gushings of his heart to God, who had crowned his efforts with triumphant victory Search the rec'ords of our race, and point me, if you can, to a scene more grand, more beautiful. It is to me the proudest victory that genius ever won. It was the conquering of nature, of ignorance, of superstition, of terror, all at a single blow, and that blow struck by a single arm.

12. And now do you demand the name of this wonderful man? Alas! what a lessoner 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 his 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,"El even this one has perished from the earth; name, age, country, are all swept into oblivion. But his proud ichievement Stånds. The monumente reared to his honor stands, and although the touch of time has effaced the lettering of his name, it is powerless, and cannot destroy the fruits of his victory.



1. A PRAYER. — Thomson.
FATHER of light and life! thou Good Supreme !
0, teach me what is good! teach me thyself!
Save me from folly, vanity, and vice,
From every low pursuit, and feed my soul
With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure,
Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss!


The ways of Heaven are dark and intricate:
Puzzled in mazes and perplexed with errors,
Our understanding traces them in vain,
Lost and bewildered in the fruitless search;
Nor sees with how much art the windings run,
Nor where the regular confusion ends.


The primal duties shine aloft, like stars;
The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless,
Are scattered at the feet of man like flowers;
The generous inclination, the just rule,
Kind wishes, and good actions, and pure thoughts, -
No mystery is here ; no special boon
For high and not for low, for proudly-graced
And not for meek of heart. The smoke ascende
To heaven as lightly from the cottage hearth32
As from the haughty palace. He whose soul
Ponders this true equality may walk
The fields of earth with gratitude and hope.

4. KNOWLEDGE AND Wisdom. — Cowper.
Knowledge and Wisdom, far from being one,
Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells
In heads replete with thoughts of other men ;
Wisdom, in minds attentive to their own.
Knowledge - a rude, unprofitable mass,
The mere materials with which Wisdom builds,
Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place –
Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich.
Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much ;
Wisdom ik humble 4 that he knows no more.

5 ADDRESS TO Duty.160 — Worrlsworth. Stern Langirer! yặt 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 dost 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 rose 162 hlown from its parent stem; She died in beauty, like a pearl dropped from some diadem; She died in beauty, like a lay 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.


Yět nerve thy spirit to the proof,

And blench not at thy chosen lot;
The timid good may stand aloof,

The sage may frown - yet faint thou not,
Nor heed the shaft too surely cast,

The foul and hissing bolt of scorn ;
For with thy side shall dwell, at last,

The victory of endūrance born.
Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again :

The eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, writhes with pain,

And dies ainong her worshippers.

8. HOPE AMID Gloom. — Whittier. The night is mother of the day, the winter of the spring, And ever upon old decay the greenest mosses cling: Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, thro’showers the sunbeams fall For God, who lovet i all his works, has left his hope with all

9. Night. - Southcy.

Hlow beautiful is night!

A dewy freshness fills the silent air ;
No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain

Breaks the serene of heaven;

In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine
Rolls through the dark-blue depths.

Beneath her steady ray

The desert-circle spreads
Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.

How beautiful is night!

10. LOVE DUE TO THE CREATOR. – G. Griffin.
And ask ye 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 āngels 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 is not a leaf around us lying,
But in its use or beauty shows

True love to us, and love undying !


1. God băde the Sun with golden step sublime

Advance !
He whispered in the listening ear of Time,

Advance !
He băde the guiding Spirit of the stars,
With lightning speed, in 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 skies,

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

The earth is full of life, the swelling seeds

And summer hours, like flowery harnessed steeds,


3. To man's most wondrous hand the same voice cried,

Advance !
Go, clear the woods, and o'er the bounding tide

Advance !
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,

Advance !

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

From out the chaos thunder-like it broke,

Advance !
Go, track the cometer 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 grew 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,

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

And earth grew young, and carolled as a bird,
Advance !


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