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And the deep, thunder, peal on peal afar ;
And near, the beat of the alarming drum
Roused up the soldiers ere the morning star;
While thronged the citizens with terfor dumb,

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Or whispering with white lips — " the foe ! They
come ! They come !"

5 (— ) And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves,
Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass.
Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves,

Over the unretuming brave, — alas !
Ere evening to be trodden like the grass,
Which now beneath them, but above shall grow
In its next verdure, when this fiery mass
Of living valor, rolling on the foe,
And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and

6 Last noon beheld them full of lusty life.
Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay.

The midnight brought the signal sound of strife,
The mom, the marshalling in arms,— the day.
Battle's magnificently-stern array !
The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent,
The earth is covered thick with other clay.
Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent.
Rider and horse — ^friend, foe, — in one red burial
blent ! Byron.

5, JSTegro^s Complaint

1 ( — ) FoRCEB from home and all its pleasures,

Afric's coast I left fortem ;
To increase a stranger's treasures.

O'er the raging billows borne.
Men from England bought and sold me.

Paid my price in paltry gold ;
But though «/at;ethey have enroU'dme,

Minds are never to be sold

2 Still in thought as free as ever,

Wliat are England's rights, I ask^
Me from my delights to sever,

Me to torture, me to task f

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Ex. 25.] ^ XXE^ISES ON MOlHTLATIOir. 239

I , , " * ■ S i. ,,i . ., .1. . ■ ■ .

Fleecy locks and black complexion

Cannot forfeit Nature's claim ;
Skins may differ, but affection

Dwells in white and black the same.

3 Why did all-creating Nature

Make the plant for which we toil ?
Sighs must fan it, tears must water,

Sweat of ours must dress the soil.
Think, ye masters iron-hearted.

Lolling at your Jovial boards !
Think how many backs have smarted

For the sweets your cane affords.

/*) Is there, as ye sometimes tell us,

Is there one who reigns on high ?
Has he bid you buy and sell iis.

Speaking from his throne, the sky ?
jisk him^ if your knotted scourges,

Matches, blood-extbrting screws.
Are the means that duty urges

Agents of his will to use ?

6 (pc) Hark I he answers, — wild tornadoes,

Strewing yonder sea with wrecks ;
Wasting towns, plantations, meadows.

Are the voice with which he speaks.
He, foreseeing what vexations

Afric's sons should undergo
Fixed their tyrants' habitations

Where his whirlwinds answer — no.

6 By our blood in Afric wasted,

Ere our necks received the chain ;
By the miseries that we tasted.

Crossing in your barks the main ;
By our su&rings sbce ye brought us

To the man-degrading mart ;
All, sustained by patience, taught us

Only by a broken heart.

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7 Deem our nation brutes no longer^

Till some riaton ye. shall find
Worthier of regard, and stronger

Than the cilor of our kind.
Slaves ofgdldj whose sordid dealings

Tarnish all your boasted powers,
Prove that you have human feelings,

Ere you proudly question durs ! Coxvper.

6. Marco Boxzarisy (he Epaminondas of Modern

[He fell in an attack upon the Tarkish Camp, at Laspi, Uie site
of the ancient PlatflBa, Angust 20, 1823, and expired in tne moment
of Tictory. His last words were — " To die for liberty is a pleasure,
and not a pain.'*]

1 L,) At midnight, in his guarded tent,

Tne Turk was dreaming of the hour.
When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent,

Should tremble at his power ;
In dreams, through camp and court, he bore
The trophies of a conqueror ;

In dreams his song of triumph heard ;
Then wore his monarch's signet ring, —
Then press'd that monarch's throne, — a king ;
As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing.

As Eden's garden bird.

2 An hour passed on — ^the Turk awoke ;

That bright dream was his last ;
• He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek,

(°) "To arms ! they come! the Greek ! the Greek !"

He woke — ^to die midst flame and smoke,

And shout, and groan, and sabre-stroke.

And death-shots falling thick and fast

As lightnings from the mountain cloud ;

And heard, with voice as trumpet loud,

Bozzaris cheer his band ;

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• — m t , ■■ f.

^oo^ a Strike — till the last armed foe expires,
Strike — for your altars and your fires,'
Strike — for the green graves of your sires,
God — and your native land !"

3 They fought-*-Iike brave men long, and well.

They piled that ground with Moslem slain,
They conquered — but Bozzaris fell,

Bleeding at every vein.

His few surviving comrades saw
His smile, when rang their proud hurrah,

And the red field was won ;
Then saw in death his eyelids close
Calmly, as to a night's repose.

Like flowers at set of sun.

4 ( — ) Come to the bridal chamber, Death !

Come to the mother, when she feels.
For the first time, her first-born's breath ; — ^

Come when the blessed seals
Which close the pestilence are broke.
And crowded cities wail its stroke ;
Come in consumption's ghastly form.

The earthquake shock, the ocean storm ;
Come when the heart beats high and warm,

With banquet-song, and dance, and wine,
And thou art terrible : the tear.
The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier.
And all we know, or dream, or fear

Of agony, are Uiine.

5 But to the hero, when his sword

Has won the battle for the free.
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones are heard

The thanks of millions yet to be»
Bosvaris ! with the storied brave

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Greece nurtured in her glory's time,
Rest thee — ^there is no prouder grave,

Even in her own proud clime.
We tell thy good without a sigh ;

For thou art freedom's now, and Fame's —
One of the few, the immortals names.

That were not born to die. Halleck.

7. (o) Now when fair morn orient in Heaven ap-
Up rose the victor- Angels, and to arms
The matin trumpet sung : in arms they stood
Of golden panoply, refulgent host,
5 Soon banded ; others from the dawning hills
Look'd round, and scouts each coast light armed scour,
Each quarter, to^esciy the distant foe,'
Where lodg'd, or whither fled, or if for fight,
In motion or in halt : him soon they met

10 Under spread ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion ; back with speediest sail
Zophiel, of Cherubim the swiftest wing,
Cande flying, and in mid air aloud thus cried ;
(^^y AiAM^WhvviorSi arm for fght — the foe at hand,

15 Whom fled we thought, will save us long pursuit
This day ; fear not his flight : so thick a cloud
He comes, and settled in his face I see
Sad resolution and secure ; let each
His admantine coat gird well, — and each

20 Fit well his helm, — gripe fast his orbed shield.
Borne ev'n or high ; for this day will pour down.
If I conjecture aught, no drizzling shower.
But rattling storm of arrows barb'd with fire.'
(o) So warn'd he them, aware themselves, and soon

25 In order, quit of all impediment ;

Instant, without disturb, they took the alarm.
And onward move, embattled : when behold
Not distant far, whh heavy pace the foe,

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Approaching, gross and huge, in hollow cube,

30 Training his devilish enginery, impal'd

On every side with shadowing squadrons deep,
To hide the fraud. At interview both stood
A while ; but suddenly at head appear'd
Satan, and thus was heard commanding loud ;

35 (^*^) * Vanguard, to right and left the front unfold ;
That all may see who hate us, how we seek
Peace and composure, and with open breast
Stand ready to receive them, if they like
Our overture, and turn not back perverse.*


26] Page 125. - Expression.

The Exercises arranged in this class belong to the general head
of the pathetic and delicate. As this has been partly anticipated
under another head of the Exercises, and as the manner of ezeca-
tion in this case depends wholly on emotion, there can be little as*
81 stance rendered by a notation. Before rending the pieces in this
class, the remarks of the Analysie, p. 1^ — 128 should be reviewed;
and the'mind should be prepared to feel the spirit of each piece, by
entering fully into the circumstances of the case.

1. Genesis xliy. JudaVs Speech to Joseph.

18 ^Then Judah came near unto him, and said, O
ray lord, let thy servant, I pray thee, speak a word in my
lord's ears, and let not thy anger burn against thy ser-
vant : for thou art even as Pharaoh.~19 My Lord asked
bis servants, saying, Have ye a father, or a brother ? —
20 And we said unto my lord, We have a father, an old
man, and a ehild of his old age, a little one : and his broth-
er is dead^ and he alone is left of his mother, and his fa-
ther loveth him. — ^21 And thou saidst unto thy servants.
Bring him down unto me, that I may set mine eyes upon
him.«*<-22 And we said unto my lord. The lad cannot

* The reader is again desired to bear jn mind that in extracts from
li^e 9ib|e^ 99 W^U ^a other bool^s^ Wiq \yords denote emphasis.

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leave hb father : for if he should leave his father, his
father would die. — 23 And thou saidst unto thy servants,
Except your youngest brother come down with you, ye
shall, see my face no more. — ^24 And it came to pass,
> when we came up unto thy servant my father, we told

^»«^ini the words of my lord. — 25 And our father said, Go
^^i^yn.and buy us a little food. — 26 And we said. We
cannot go down : if our youngest brother be with us, then
will we go down ; for we may not see the man's face, ex-
cept our youngest brother be with us. — 27 And thy ser-
vant my father said unto us, Ye know that my wife bear
me two sons : — ^28 And the one went out from me, and
I said, surely he is torn in pieces ; and 1 saw him not
since : — ^29 And if ye take this also from me, and mis-
chief befall Aim, ye shall bring down my grey hairs with
sorrow to the grave. — 30 Now therefore when I come
to thy servant my father, and the lad be not with us ;
(seeing that his life is bound up in the lad^s life ;)— 31 It
shall come to pass, when he seeth that the lad is not with
us, that be will die : and thy servants shall bring down
the grey hairs of thy servant our father with sorrow to the
grave. - -32 For thy servant became surety for the lad
unto my father, saying. If I bring him not unto thee, then
I shall bear the blame to my lather forever. — 33 Now
therefore, I pray thee, let thy servant abide instead of the
lad, a bond-man to my lord ; and let the lad go up witt^
his brethren. — 34 For how shall I go up to my father,
and the lad be not with me ? lest peradventure I see the
evil that shall come on my father.

2. Genesis xlv. Joseph discloses himself
1. Then Joseph could not refrain himself before all
them that stood by him ; and he cried, Cause every man
to go out from me. And there stood no man with him
while Joseph made himself known unto his brethren.-»-2
And he wept aloud : and the Egyptians and the house of
Pharaoh heard .«*-3 Aod Joseph said upto his brethren,

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I am Joieph ; doth my father yet live ? And bis breth-
ren could not answer him ; for they were troubled at bis
presence. — 4 And Joseph said unto his brethren^ Come
near to me, I pray you : and they came near. And he
said, I am Joseph your brother, whom ye sold into Egypt.
5 Now therefore be not grieved, nor angry with your-
selves, that you sold me hither : for God did send me be-
fore you to preserve life. 6 For these two years hath the
famine been in the land : and yet there are five years, in
the which there shall be neither earing nor harvest. 7
And God sent me before you, to preserve you a posterity
in the earth, and to save your lives by a great deliverance.

8 So now it was not you that sent me hither, but God:
and he hath made me a father to Pharaoh, and lord of
all his house, and a ruler throughout all the land of Egypt.

9 Haste ye, and go up to my father, and say unto*hitn,
Thus saith thy son Joseph, God hath made me lord of all
Egypt; come down unto me, tarry not: 10 And thou
shalt dwell in the land of Goshen, and thou shalt be near
unto me, thou, and thy children, and thy children's child-
ren, and thy flocks, and thy herds, and all that thou hast :

I I And there will 1 nourish thee, (for yet there are five
years of famine,) lest thou, and thy household, and all
that thou hast come to poverty. 12 And behold, your
eyes seej and the eyes of my brother Benjamin, that it is
my mouth that speaketh unto you. 13 And ye shall tell
my father of all my glory in Egypt, and of all that ye
have seen ; and ye shall haste, and bring down my father
hither. 14 And he fell upon his brother Benjamin's
neck, and wept ; and Benjamin wept upon his neck. 1 5
Moreover, he kissed all his brethren, and wept upon
them : and after that his brethren talked with him.

25- And they went up out of Egypt, and came into
the land of Canaan unto Jacob their father, 26 And told
him saying, Joseph is yet alive, and he is governor over
aU the land of Egypt. And Jacob's hewri fainted^ for he
believed them not. 27 And they told him all the word?

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of Joseph, which he had said unto them : and when he
saw the waggons which Joseph had sent to carry him, the
spirit of Jacob their father revived : 28 And Israel said.
It is enough ; Joseph my son is yet alive : I will go and
see him before I die.

3. The death of a Friend.

1 I fain would sing : — but ah ! I strive in vain.
Sighs from a breaking heart my voice confound.
With trembling step, to join yon weeping train,
I baste, where gleams funereal glare around,
And mix'd with shrieks of wo, the knells of death resound.

2 Adieu, ye lays, that Fancy's flowers adorn.
The soft amusement of the vacant mind !
He sleeps in dust, and all the Muses mourn.
He, whom each virtue Gred, each grace reGned,
Friend, teacher, pattern, darling of mankind !
He sleeps in dust. Ah, how shall I pursue
My theme ! To heart-consuming grief resigned.
Here on his recent grave 1 fix my view.

And pour my bitter tears. Ye flowery lays, adieu !

3 Art thou, my Gregory, forever fled !
And am I left to unavailing wo !

When fortune's storms assail this weary head,
Where cares long since have shed untimely snow,
Ah, now for comfort whither shall I go !
No more thy soothing voice my anguish cheers :
Thy placid eyes with smiles no longer glow.
My hppes to cherish, and allay my fears.
'Tis meet that I should mourn : flow forth afresh my tears.


4. The Sabbath.

How stilt the morning of the hallowed day !
Mute is the voice of rural labor, bush'd

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Ex. 26.} £X£RCiS£S ON MODULATION. 24?

The ploughboy's whistle, and the roilkmaid's song.
The scythe lies glittering in the dewy wreath,

5 Of tedded grass, mingled with fading flowers,
That yester morn bloom'd waving in the breeze :
The faintest sounds attract the ear,— the hum
Of early bee, the trickling of the dew.
The distant bleating, midway up the hill.

10 Calmness seems thron'd on yon unmoving cloud.
To him who wanders o'er the upland leas.
The blackbird's note comes mellower from the dale,
And sweeter from the sky the gladsome lark
Warbles his heav'n-tun'd song ; the lulling brook

15 Murmurs more gently down the deep-sunk glen;
While from yon lowly roof, whose curling smoke
O'ermounts the mist, is heard, at intervals.
The voice of psalms, the simple song of praise.
With dove-like wings Peace o'er yon village broods :

20 The dizzying mill-wheel rests ; the anvil's din
Has ceas'd ; all, all around is quietness.
Less fearful on this day, the limping hare
Stops, and looks back, and stops, and looks on man,
Her deadliest foe ; — the toil-worn horse set free,

25 Unheedful of the pasture, roams at large.
And, as his stiflf unwieldy bulk he rolls,
His iron-arm'd hoofs gleam in the morning ray.

But chiefly, Man the day of rest enjoys.
Hail, Sabbath ! thee I hail, the poor man's day.

30 On other days, the man of toil is doom'd
To eat his joyless bread, lonely, the ground
Both seat and board, — screen'd from the winter's cold
And summer's heat, by neighboring hedge or tree ;
But on this day, embosom'd in his home,

35 He shares the frugal meal with those he loves ;
With those he loves he shares the heartfelt joy
Of giving thanks to God, — not thanks of form,
A word and a grimace, but reverently,
With covered face and upward earnest eye. .

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40 Hail, Sabbath ! thee I bail, the poor mao'^ day. *
The pale mechanic now has leave to breathe
The morDing air, pure from the city's smoke*
As wandering slowly up the river's bank,
He meditates on him whose power he marks

46 In each green tree that proudly spreads the bougb.
And in the tiny dew4)ent flowers that bloom
, Around the roots ; and while he thus surveys
With elevated joy each rural charm,
He hopes, (yet fears presumption in the hope,)

50 That heaven may be one Sabbath without end.
But now his steps a welcome sound recalls :
Solemn, the knell from yonder ancient pile
Fills all the air, inspiring joyful awe ;
The throng moves slowly o'er the tomb-pav'd ground :

55 The aged man, the bowed down, the blind
Led by the thoughtless boy, and he who breathes
With pain, and eyes the new-made grave well pleas'd;
T^ese mingled with the young, the gay, approach
The house of God : these, spite of all their ills,

60 A glow of gladness prove : with silent praise
They enter in : a placid stillness reigns ;
Until the man of God, worthy the name.
Opens the book, and, with impressive voice.
The weekly portion reads.


5. The Burial of Sir John Moore.

1 ( — ) Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,

As his corse to the ramparts we hurried ;
Not a soldier discharged bis farewell shot
O'er the grave where our Hero was buried.

2 We buried him darkly; at dead of night,

The sods with our bayonets turning.
By the struggling moon-beams' misty light,
And the lantern dimly burning.

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3 No useless coffin enclosed bis breast,

Nor in sbeet nor in shroud we wound bim !
But he lay — ^like a warrior taking bis rest —
With bis martial cloak around bim !

4 Few and short were the prayers we said,

And we spoke not a word of sorrow ;
But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead,
And we bitterly thought of the morrow —

5 We thought — as we hollowed his narrow bed,

And smoothed down his lonely pillow —
Howthe/oeand the stranger would tread o'er bis bead,
And we far away on the billow !

6 " Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone,

And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ;
But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on
In the grave where a Briton has laid bim."

7 But half of our heavy task was done.

When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring.
And we heard the distant and random gun.
That the foe was suddenly firing —

8 Slowly and sadly we laid him down,

From the field of his fame fresh and gory !
We carved not a line, we raised not a stone,
But left him — alone with his glory !

6. Eve hmeniing the loss of Paradise.

" ( — ) O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death !
Must! thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave
Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades.
Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to spend,
5 Quiet though sad, the respite of that day,
That must be mortal to us both. O flowers,
That never will in other clims^te grow.
My early visitation, and my last
At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand

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10 From the Brst opening bud, and gave ye names,
Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank
Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ?
Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me "adornM
With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee

] 5 How shall I part, and whither wander down
Into a lower world, to this obscure
And wild ? how shall we breathe in other air
Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ?"

2» Soliloquy of Hamlei*s Uncle.

( c ) Oh I my offence is rank, it smells to heaven ;
It hath the primal, eldest curse upon^,
A brother's murder ! — Pray 1 cannot.
Though inclination be as sharp as 'twill,
6 My stronger guih defeats my strong intent :
And, like a man to double business bound,
I stand in pause where i shall first begin.
And both neglect. (^) What if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother's blood ;

10 Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens

To wash it as white as snow? Whereunto serves mdrcy,

But to confront the visage of offence !

And what's in prayer, but this two-fold force,

To be forestalled, ere we come to fall,

\ 5 Or pardon'd being down ? — Then I'll look Up ;
My fault is past,— But oh, what form pf prayer
Can serve my turn ? " Forgive me my foql mdrder !'^
That cannot be j since I am still possess'd
Of those effects for which I did the murder,

20 My crown, mine own ambition, and my que^n.
May one be pardon'd, and retain the offence ?
In the corrupted currents of this world,
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice j
And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize itself

5^& Buys out the law : but 'tis not so abbve ; .
Th^re^ is no sbiiffling ; there^ the action Ues

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In his true nature ; and we ourselves compeird,

Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,

To give in evidence. — What tlidn ? — -what rests ?

30 Try what repentance can : what can it not ?
Yet what can it, when one cannot repent ?
(o) ^ wretched state ! oh bosom, biack as death \
Oh limed soul ; that, struggling to be free.
Art more engag'd ! Help, angels ! make assay !

35 Bow stubborn knees ; and, heart, with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe !
All may be well.

27.] Page 128. Representation.

1. Matt. xiv. — 22 And straightway Jesus constrafn*
ed his disciples to get into a ship, and to go before him
unto the other side, while he sent the multitudes away.
23 And when he had sent the multitudes away, he went
up into a mountain apart to pray : and when the evening
was come, he was there alone. 24 But the ship was
now in the midst of the sea, tossed with waves : for the
wind was contrary. 25 And in the fourth watch of the
night Jesus went unto them, walking on the sea. 26 And
when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were
troubled, saying, It is a spirit ; and they cried out for
fear. 27 But straightway Jesus spake unto them, say-
ing, Be of good cheer ; it is T; be not afrdid, 28 And
Peter answered him and said. Lord, if be ihdu, bid me
come unto thee on the water. 29 And he said, Come.
And wheh Peter was come down out of the ship, he
walked on the water to go to Jesus. 30 But when he
saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning
to sink, be cried, saying, Lord s(tve me. 31 And imme-
diately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him,
and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst
thou ddubt ? 32 And when they were come into the
ship, the wind ceased. 33 Then they that were in the
ship came and worshipped him, saying, Of a truth thoa
art the Son of God.

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2. Matt. xvu. — 14 And when they were come to
the multitude, there came to him a certain man kneeling
down to him, and saying, 1 5 Lord have mercy on my
sdn ; for he is lunatic, and sore vexed, for oft-times
he falleth into the fire^ and oft into the water. 16 And
I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure
him. 17 Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless
and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you ?
how long shall I sufier you ? Bring him hither to mi.
18 And Jesus rebuked the devil, and he departed out of
him : and the child was cured from that very hour. 19
Then came the disciples to Jesus apart, and said. Why
could not wi cast him out f 20 And Jesus said unto
them. Because of your vnbeliif; for verily I say unto
you. If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall
say unto this mduntain. Remove hence to yonder place ;

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