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6. So high at last the contest rose, :
From words they almost came to blows;
Whether the thing was green or blue.
The creature 's neither one nor t'other;
CXCIII. – AFFECTATION IN THE PULPIT.
In man or woman, but far most in man,
COWPER. CXCIV. — TO THE SKYLARK.
1. Hail to thee, blithe spirit!
Bird thou never wert, —
Pourest thy full heart,
From the earth thou springest;
The blue deep thou wingest,
3 All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud ;
From one lonely cloud
4. Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine ;
Praise of love or wine
5. Chorus hymenē'al,
Or triumphal chant,
But an empty vaunt,
6. With thy clear keen joyance
Languor cannot be ;
Never came near thee.
7. Better than all measures
Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures
That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground: 8. Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know,
From my lips would flow,
CXCV. — ODE ON CECILIA'S DAY. 1. From harmony, from heavenly harmony.
This universal frame began! -
Of jarring atoms lay,
“ Arise, ye more than dead!”.
And Music's power obey.
2. From harmony, from heavenly harmony,
This universal frame began ;
From harmony to harmony,
The dia pa'sone closing full in man.
His listening brethren stood around,
To worship that celestial sound.
Within the hollow of that shell,
That spoke so sweetly and so well.
Excites us to arms,
And mortal alarms.
Of the thundering drum,
Cries, “ Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge! 't is too late to retreat." 5. The soft complaining flute
In dying notes discovers
The woes of hapless lovers,
6. Sharp violins proclaim
Fury, frantic indignation,
7. But, O! what art can teach,
What human voice can reach,
The sacred organ's praise !
Notes inspiring holy love,
To mend the choirs" above.
Sequaciousel of the lyre ;
CXCVI. — PIZARRO IN PERU.
1. — SUFFERINGS IN THE FORESTS. On the departure of his vessels, Pizarroel marched into the interior, in the hope of finding the pleasant champaign country which had been promised him by the natives. But at every step the forests seemed to grow denser and darker, and the trees towered to a height such as he had never seen, even in these fruitful regions, where nature works on so gigantic a scale. Hill continued to rise above hill, as he advanced, rolling onward, as it were, by successive waves, to join that colossal barrier of the Andes, whose frosty sides, far away above the clouds, spread out like a curtain of burnished silver, that seemed to connect the heavens with the earth.
On crossing these woody eminences, the forlorn adventurers would plunge into ravines' of frightful depth, where the exhala. tions of a humid soil steamed up amidst the incense of sweetscented flowers, which shone through the deep glooms in every conceivable variety of color. Birds, especially of the parrot tribe, mocked this fantastic variety of nature with tints as brilliant as those of the vegetable world. Monkeys chattered in crowds above their heads, and made grima'ces like the fiendish spirits of these solitudes; while hideous reptiles, engendered in the slimy depths of the pools, gathered round the footsteps of the wanderers.
Here was seen the gigantic boä, coiling his unwieldy folds about the trees, so as hardly to be distinguished from their trunks, till he was ready to dart upon his prey; and alligators lay basking on the borders of the streams, or, gliding under the waters, seized their incautious victim before he was aware of their approach Many of the Spaniards perished miserably in
this way, and others were waylaid by the natives, who kept a jealous eye on their movements, and availed themselves of every opportunity to take them at advantage. Fourteen of Pizarro's men were cut off at once in a canoe which had stranded on the bank of a stream.
Famine came in addition to other troubles, and it was with difficulty that they found the means of sustaining life on the scanty fare of the forest, - occasionally the potato, as it grew without cultivation, or the wild cocoa-nut, or, on the shore, the salt and bitter fruit of the mangrove; though the shore was less tolerable than the forest, from the swarms of mosquitos, which compelled the wretched adventurers to bury their bodies up to their very faces in the sand. In this extremity of suffering they thought only of return; and all schemes of avarice and ambition – except with Pizarro and a few dauntless spirits were exchanged for the one craving desire to return to Panama'. EI
2. — ON THE ISLAND OF Gallo. A ray of hope was enough for the courageous spirit of Pizarro. It does not appear that he himself had entertained, at any time, thoughts of returning. He prepared to stand the fortune of the cast on which he had so desperately ventured. He knew, how. ever, that solicitations or remonstrances would avail little with the companions of his enterprise ; and he probably did not care to win over the more timid spirits, who, by perpetually looking back, would only be a clog on his future movements. He anpounced his own purpose, however, in a laconice but decided manner, characteristic of a man more accustomed to act than to talk, and well calculated to make an impression on his rough fol. lowers.
Drawing his sword, he traced a line with it on the sand from east to west. Then, turning towards the south, “ Friends and comrades!” he said, “ on that side are toil, bunger, nakedness, the drenching storm, desertion, and death; on this side, ease and pleasure. There lies Peru with its riches : here, Panama' and its poverty. Choose, each man, what best becomes a brave Cas. tilian. For my part, I go to the south.” So saying, he stepped across the line. He was followed by the brave pilot Ruiz; next by Pedro de Candia, a cavalier, born, as his name implies, in one of the isles of Greece. Eleven others successively crossed the line, thus intimating their willingness to abide the fortunes of their leader, for good or for evil.
There is something striking to the imagination in the spectacle of these few brave spirits, thus consecrating themselves to