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And sl^ep in dull cold marble, where no mention
Of me must more be heard of, —say, I taught thee;
Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,
And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor,
Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.
Mark but my fall, and that that ruined me.
Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition;
By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then,
The image of his Maker, hope to win by't?
Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee ,
Corruption wins not more than honesty;
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues, fie just, and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, 0, Cromwell,
Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king:
And, Prithee, lead me in:
There take an in'ventory of all I have,
To the last penny; 't is the king's: my robe,
And my integrity to Heaven, is all
I dare now call mine own. O, Cromwell, Cromwell,
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, He would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies!
Crom. Good sir, have patience.
Wol. So I have. Farewell
CXCIX. — THE TREASURES BY THE WAYSIDE.
1. The sky was dull, the scene was wild,
I wandered up the mountain way;
The man in thought, the child at play.
Mine eyes with former tears were dim;
Had each its fairy wealth for him!
He bounded back to show the treasure;
Nor wise enough to share, his pleasure.
2. We paused at last: — the child began
Again his sullen guide to tease:
Aroused with pain, my listless eyes
The various spoil scarce wander o'er
That stone had hardened round a weed
3. Fit stores for science Discontent
Had passed unheeding on the wild;
As things of gladness to the child!
And sees its barren self alone;
And Time blooms back within the stone.
Whose wisdom with delight is clad,
The golden duty— to be glad!
CO.—PECULIARITY OF AMERICAN LIBERTY.
1. This inheritance which we enjoy to-day is not only an inheritance of liberty, but of our own peculiar American liberty. Liberty has existed in other times, in other countries, and in other forms. There has been a Grecian liberty, bold and powerful, full of spirit, eloquence, and fire; a liberty which produced multitudes of great men, and has transmitted one immortal name, the name of Demosthenes, to posterity. But still it was a liberty of disconnected states, sometimes united, indeed, by temporary leagues and confederacies, but often involved in wars between themselves. The sword of Sparta turned its sharpest edge against Athens, enslaved her and devastated Greece; and, in her turn, Sparta was compelled to bend before the power of Thebes. And let it ever be remembered — especially let the truth sink deep into all American minds—that it was the want of union among her several states which finally gave the mastery of all Greece to Philip of Mac'edon."
2. And there has also been a Roman liberty, a proud, ambitious, domineering spirit, professing free and popular principles in Home itself; but, even in the best days of the republic, ready
* See Linnaeus, in Explanatory Index
to carry slavery and chains into her provinces, and through every country over which her eagles" could be borne. What was the iberty of Spain, or Gaul, or Germany, or Britain, in the days' of Rome? Did true constitutional liberty then exist? As the Roman empire declined, her provinces, not instructed in the principles of free, popular government, one after another declined also; and, when Rome herself fell in the end, all fell together.
3. I have said that our inheritance is an inheritance of American liberty. That liberty is characteristic, peculiar, and altogether our own. Nothing like it existed in former times, no* was known in the most enlightened states of antiquity; whilo with us its principles have become interwoven into the minds of individual men, connected with our daily opinions and our daily habits, until it is, if I may so say, an element of social as well as of political life; and the consequence is, that to whatever region an American eitizen carries himself, he takes with him, fully developed in his own understanding and experience, our American principles and opinions; and becomes ready at once, in cooperation with others, to apply them to the formation of new governments.
4. What has Germany done, learned Germany, fuller of ancient lore than all the world besides? What has Italy done? What have they done who dwell on the spot where Cicero lived? They have not the power of self-government which a common town-meeting with us possesses. Yes, I say that those persons who have gone from our town-meetings to dig gold in California are more fit to make a republican government than any body of men in Germany or Italy, because they have learned this one great lesson — that there is no security without law, and that, under the circumstances in which they are placed, where there is no military authority to cut their throats, there is no sovereign will but the will of the majority; that, therefore, if they remain, they must submit to that will. And this I believe to be strictly
CCI. — THE SOULS OF BOOKS.
1. Sit here and muse ! — it is an antique room,
High-roofed, with casements through whose purple pane
When 1 gamemnon* sinks into the tomb,
The beggar Homer" mounts the monarch's throne!
2. Ye ever-living and imperial souls,
Who rule us from the page in which ye breathe!
3 Lo! in their books, as from their graves, they rise,
4. All books grow homilies" by time; they are
And feel the Near less household" than the Far!
5. Books make the Past our heritage and home;
By This, the Everlasting Monument J
• Celebrated in Homer's Iliad.
f 'Who introduoed the Greek alphabet.
t The Bible
§ A bound, a limit.
In them the Future as the Past is given —
SIR E. BULWER LYTTON.
CCII. — WHAT LABOR HAS DONE FOR THE WEST.
1. He, alone, who has traversed these regions, day after day, fn the freshness, indeed, but in the silence and solitude of nature,
— almost appalled by a sense of loneliness and insignificance, amid these wonders of creative power, — can justly appreciate the efforts of man in subduing and reclaiming the prairie" and the forest, and preparing them for those scenes of improvement and cultivation which cheer the eye and gladden the heart of the traveller; and, above all, of the traveller who preceded the march of civilization, and now follows it in its glorious progress. Never has human industry achieved a prouder triumph than in this conflict between nature and man. As in the ex'odus" from Eden, he has been "sent forth to till the ground;" and in the "sweat of his face " has he thus far fulfilled his mission. And a proud one it was; ay, and yet is; for, though it has done much, it has still much to do. It began at the beach of Jamestown, and the rock of Plymouth, where its first labors were broken by no sound but the surges of the Atlantic; and they will finish only when the last echo of the woodman's axe shall mingle with the surges of the Pacific.
2. Do not these miracles of enterprise resemble the fictions of an Eastern imagination, rather than the sober realities of human experience? Do they not speak to us in trumpet-tones of the value and dignity of labor? for by labor have they been wrought
— persevering, unyielding, triumphant labor! There is no lesson more important to be taught to our young countrymen than that which is taught by this great characteristic feature of American history, — the immense conquest which man has achieved over the world of matter that opposed his progress, and the scanty resources he brought to the work. His own exertions, and the axe and the plough, have accomplished this mighty task; always, indeed, with toil and exposure, and sometimes under circumstances of privation and suffering before which the stoutest resolution might give away.
3. And how would this great work, of subduing nature and preparing the forest for the residence of man, have been accom i plished in the older regions of the globe, so long the theatre of