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mony? If he gives light, he gives an eye to use it. If he fills the world with a thousand delicious melodies, he forms the ear to enjoy them. If he creates us with animal needs and desires, he furnishes the means of gratifying them.

9. If he implants a religious element in man, he bestows the means of fitting culture; he gives us Revelation and Truth as an answer to the spiritual cry within. So in all things, — in all his works and arrangements, — there is relation, proportion, mutual harmony. And why should it fail in the case before us

1. 0 Thob eternal One! whose presence bright *

All space doth occupy, all motion guide, —
Unchanged through Time's all-devastating flight,

Thou only God! there is no God beside!
Being above all beings! Mighty One!

Whom none can comprehend and none explore,
"Who fill'st existence with thyself alone;

Embracing all, supporting, ruling o'er, — Being whom we call God, and know no more!

2. In its sublime research, Philosophy"

May measure out the ocean deep, may count
The sands or the sun's rays; but, God! for thee
There is no weight nor measure; none can mount

Though kindled by thy light, in vain would try
To trace thy counsels, infinite and dark;And thought is lost ere" thought can soar so high,
Even like past moments in eternity.

3. Thou from primeval nothingness didst ea\lm
First chaos, then existence; Lord, on thee Eternity had its foundation; all
Sprang forth from thee, —of light, joy, harmony,

Sole origm; all life, all beauty, thine.
Thy word created all, and doth124 create;Thy splendor fills all space with rays divine.

Thou art, and wert, and shalt be, glorious, great,
Life-giving, life-sustaining Potentate!

* This first stanza affords an example of the inapplicability of rules of inflection. Many good readers will impart the rising inflection throughout in every line, even at the termination of the last; while others will introduce the falling inflection at every exclamation-point. The pupil will here experience the advantage of Oral instruction from his teaoher

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Reason's brightest spark,

4. Thy chains the unmeasured universe surround,

Upheld by thee, by thee inspired with breath *
Thou the beginning with the end hast bound.

And beautifully mingled life and death!
As sparks mount upward from the fiery blaze,

So suns are born, so worlds spring forth from thee; And as the spangles in the sunny rays

Shine round the silver snow, the pageantry Of heaven's bright army glitters in thy praise.

5. A million torches, lighted by thy hand,

Wander unwearied through the blue abyss;
They own thy power, accomplish thy command,

All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss.
What shall we call them ? — Piles of crystal light?

A glorious company of golden streams 1
Lamps of celestial ether, burning bright?

Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams 1 — But thou to these art as the noon to night.

6. Yes! as a drop of water in the sea,

All this magnificence in thee is lost;
What site ten thousand worlds compared to thee?

And what am /, then ? — Heaven's unnumbered host Though multiplied by myriads, and arrayed

In all the^ glory of subiimest thought, Is but an atom in the balance, weighed

Against thy greatness, — is a cipher brought

Against infimty! O, what am I, then ? —Naught.

7. Naught! But the effluence of thy light divine,

Pervading worlds, hath^eached my bosom too; Yes! in my spirit doth thy Spirit shine,

As shines the sunbeam m a drop of dew.33
Naught! — but I live, and on hope's pinions fly

Eager toward" thy presence; for in thee
I live, and breathe, and dwell; aspiring high,

Even to the throne cf thy divinity.

I am,117 0 God, and surely thou must be!

8. Thou art! directing, guiding all. Thou art!

Direct my understanding, then, to thee;
Control my spirit, guide my wandering heart:

Though but an atom 'mid immensity,
Still I am something fashioned by thy hand!

I hold a middle rank 'twixt heaven and earth,
On the last verge of mortal being stand,

Close to the realms where angels have their birth Just on the boundary of the spirit-land!

9. The chain of being is complete in me;

In me is matter's last gradation lost;
And the next step is spirit, — Deity!

I can command the lightning, and am dust!
A monarch, and a slave! a worm, a god!

Whence came I here, and how? so marvellously
Constructed and conceived! Unknown ?— This clod

Lives surely through some higher energy!

For from itself alone it could not be!

10. Creator, yes! thy wisdom and thy word

Created me! thou Source of life and good!Thou Spirit of my spirit, and my Lord!

Thy light, thy love, in their bright plenitude,
Filled me with an immortal soul, to spring O'er the abyss of death, and bade it wear
The garments of eternal day, and wing

Its heavenly flight beyond this little sphere,80

Even to its Source — to thee — its Author, there.

11. 0 thoughts ineffable! 0 visions blest!

Though worthless our conceptions all of thee,
Yet shall thy shadowed image fill our breast,

God ^ thus alone my lowly thoughts can soar;

Thus seek thy presence, Being wise and good!
'Midst thy vast works admire, obey, adore!
And when the tongue is eloquent no more,
The soul shall speak in tears of gratitude.

LXVII. — EXPRESSION IN READING.

1. 'T is not enough the voice be sound and clear, —
'T is modulation117 that must charm the ear.
When desperate heroines grieve with tedious moan,
And whine103 their sorrows in a see-saw tone,

The same soft sounds of unimpassioned woes
Can only make the yawning hearers doze.

2. That voice all modes of passion can express
Which marks the proper word with proper stress;
But none emphatic can the reader call,

Who lays an equal emphasis118 on all.

3. Some o'er the tongue the labored measures roll
Slow and deliberate as the parting toll;
Point every stop, mark every pause so strong,
Their words like stage-processions stalk along.

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to thy Deity.

DERZHAVIN, TRANSLATED BY BOWRINO. All affectation but creates disgust,

And even in speaking we may seem too just.

4. In vain for them the pleasing measure flows,
Whose recitation runs it all to prose;
Repeating what the poet sets not down,
The verb disjoining from its friendly noun,
While pause, and break, and repetition join88
To make a discord in each tuneful line.

5. Some placid natures fill the allotted scene
With lifeless drone, insipid and serene;
While others thunder every couplet o'er,
And almost crack your ears with rant and roar.

6. More nature oft and finer strokes are shown
In the low whisper than tempestuous tone:
And Hamlet's hollow voice and fixed amaze
More powerful terror to the mind conveys,
Than he, who, swollen with big impetuous rage,
Bullies the bulky phantom\offithe stage.

7. He who in earnest studies o'er his part
Will find true nature cling about his heart.
The modes of grief are not included all

In the white handkerchief and mournful drawl I
A single look more marks the internal woe
Than all the windings of the lengthened O!
Up to the face the quick sensation flies,
And darts its meaning from the speaking eyes;
Love, transport, madness, anger, scorn, despair,
And all the passions, all the soul is there.

LLOYD,

LXTIII. — THE RETURN OF THE DOVE.

1. There was hope in the Ark at the dawning of day,
When o'er the wide waters the Dove flew away;
But when ere the night she came wearily back
With the leaf she had plucked on her desolate track,
The children of Noah knelt down and adored,

And uttered in anthems their praise to the Lord
0, bird of glad tidings! 0, joy in our pain!
Beautiful Dove! thou art welcome again.

2. When Peace has departed the care-stricken breast,
And the feet of the weary one languish for rest;
When the world is a wide-spreading ocean of grief,
How blest the return of the Bird and the Leaf 1

Keliance on God is the Dove to our Ark,
And Peace is the olive she plucks in the dark.
The deluge abates, there is sun after rain —
Beautiful Dove! thou art welcome again!

MACKAY.

LXIX. — THE COMPLAINT OF A STOMACH.

1. Being allowed for once to speak, I would fain take the opportunity to set forth how ill, in all respects, we stomachs are used. From the beginning to the end of life, we are either afflicted with too little or too much, or not the right thing, or things which are horribly disagreeable to us; or are otherwise thrown into a state of discomfort. I do not think it proper to take up a moment in bewailing the Too Little, for that is an evil which is never the fault121 of our masters, but rather the result of their misfortunes; and indeed we would sometimes feel as if it were a relief from other kinds of distress, if we were put upon short allowance for a few days. But we conceive ourselves to have matter for a true bill against mankind in respect of the Too Much, which is always a voluntarily-incurred evil.

2. What a pity that in the prog'ress of discovery we can not establish some means of a good understanding between mankind and their stomachs; for really the effects of their non-acquaintance are mostTMHiB^—J^uman beings seem to be, to this day, completely in the dark as to what they ought to take at any time, and err almost as often from ignorance as from depraved appetite. Sometimes, for instance, when we of the inner house are rather weakly, they will send us down an article that we only could deal with when in a state of robust health. Sometimes, when we would require mild semi-farinaceous or vegetable diet, they will persist in all the most stimulating and irritating of viands.

3. What sputtering we poor stomachs have when mistakes of that kind occur! What remarks we indulge in, regarding our masters!" What's this, now?" will a stomach-genius say; "ah, detestable stuff! What a ridiculous fellow that man is! Will he never learn? Just the very thing I did not want. If he would only send down a bowl of fresh leek soup, or barley broth, there would be some sense in it:" and so on. If wc had only been allowed to give the slightest hint now and then, like faithful servants as we are, from how many miseries might we have saved both our masters and ourselves!

4. I have been a stomach for about forty years, during all of which time I have endeavored to do my duty faithfully and puno

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