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Apostrophe and exclamation, as well as the imperative mode, when accompanied by emphasis, incline the voice to the falling inflec



10. Oh! deep-enchanting prelude to repose,. The dawn of bliss, the twilight of our wòes! Yet half I hear the panting spirit sigh, It is a dread and awful thing to die! 5 Mystèrious worlds! untravell'd by the sun, Where Time's far wandering tide has never run, From your unfathom'd shades, and viewless spheres, A warning comes, unheard by other ears'Tis heaven's commanding trumpet, long and loud, 10 Like Sinai's thùnder, pealing from the cloud! Daughter of Faith, awake! arise! illume The dread unknown, the chàos of the tomb! Melt, and dispel, ye spectre doubts, that roll Cimmerian darkness on the parting sòul! 15 Fly, like the moon-eyed herald of dismay,

Chased on his night-steed, by the star of day!
The strife is o'er!-the pangs of nature close,
And life's last rapture triumphs o'er her woes!
Hark! as the spirit eyes, with eagle gaze,
20 The noon of heaven, undazzled by the blaze,
On heavenly winds that waft her to the sky,
Float the sweet tones of star-born melody;
Wild as the hallow'd anthem sent to hail
Bethlehem's shepherds in the lonly vale,
25 When Jordan hush'd his waves, and midnight still
Watch'd on the holy towers of Zion hill!



-Piety has found

Friends in the Friends of science, and true prayer
Has flow'd from lips wet with Castalian dews.
Such was thy wisdom, Newton, child-like sage!
5 Sagacious reader of the Works of God,

And in his Word sagacious. Such too thine,
Milton, whose genius had angelic wings,
And fed on manna. And such thine, in whom
Our British THEMIS gloried with just cause,
10 Immortal Hàle! for deep discernment prais'd,
And sound integrity, not more, than fam'd
For sanctity of manners undefil'd.

12. These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame,

Thus wond'rous fair; thyself how wond'rous then!
Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heav'ns
5 To us invisible, or dimly seen

In these thy lowest works; yet these declare
Thy goodness beyond thought, and pow'r divine.
Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light,
Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs
10 And choral symphonies, day without night,
Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven,
On earth, join àll ye creatures to extol
Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Fairest of stars, last in the train of night,
15 If better thou belong not to the dawn,

Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn
With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere,
While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.

Thou Sun, of this great world both eye and soul, 20 Acknowledge him thy greater, sound his praise

In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st Mòon, that now meet'st the orient Sun, now fly'st, With the fix'd stars, fix'd in their orb that flies, 25 And ye five òther wand'ring Fires, that move In mystic dance, not without song, resound His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light. Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth

Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run 30 Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix,

And nourish all things, let your ceaseless change
Vary to our great Maker still new praise.

His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow,
Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye pìnes,
35 With every plant, in sign of worship, wave.
Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow,
Melodious murmurs, warbling, tune his praise.
Join voices all, ye lìving Souls; ye Birds,
That singing, up to Heaven's gate ascend,
40 Bear on your wings, and in your notes his praise.




Page 35. Emphatic succession of particulars requires the falling slide.

Notes 1 and 2, page 35, should be examined before reading this class of Exercises.

1. He answered and said unto them, He that soweth the good seed is the Son of màn;-the field is the world; the good seed are the children of the kingdom: but the tares are the children of the wicked one;-the enemy that sowed them is the devil; the harvest is the end of the world; and the reapers are the angels.

2. For to one is given by the Spirit the word of wisdom; to another, the word of knowledge, by the same Spirit;— to another, faith, by the same Spirit; to another, the gifts of healing, by the same Spirit;-to another, the working of miracles; to another, pròphecy; to another, discerning of spirits; to another, divers kinds of tóngues; to another the interpretation of tongues.

3. Holiness is ascribed to the Pòpe; majesty, to kings; serenity, or mildness of temper, to princes; excellence, or perfection, to ambassadors; grace, to archbishops; honor, to pèers; worship, or venerable behavior, to màgistrates; and reverence, which is of the same import as the former, to the inferior clèrgy.

4. It pleases me to think that I, who know so small a portion of the works of the Creator, and with slow and painful steps, creep up and down on the surface of this glóbe, shall, ere long, shoot away with the swiftness of imagination; trace out the hidden springs of nature's operà tions; be able to keep pace with the heavenly bodies in the rapidity of their career; be a spectator of the long chain of events in the natural and moral worlds; visit the several apartments of creation; know how they are furnished and how inhabited; comprehend the order and measure, the magnitude and distances of those orbs, which, to us, seem disposed without any regular design, and set all in the same circle; observe the dependents of the parts of each system; and (if our minds are big enough) grasp the theory of the several systems upon one another, from whence results the harmony of the universe.

5. He who cannot persuade himself to withdraw from society, must be content to pay a tribute of his time to a

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multitude of tyrants; to the loiterer, who makes appointments he never keeps to the consulter, who asks advice he never takes-to the bòaster, who blusters only to be praised to the complainer, who whines only to be pitied -to the projector, whose happiness is only to entertain his friends with expectations, which all but himself know to be vàin-to the economist, who tells of bargains and settlements to the politician, who predicts the fate of battles and breach of alliances-to the ùsurer, who compares the different fúnds-and to the tálker, who talks only because he loves talking.

6. That a man, to whom he was in great measure, beholden for his crown, and even for his life! a man to whom, by every honor and favor, he had endeavored to express his gratitude; whose brother, the earl of Derby, was his own father-in-law; to whom he had even committed the trust of his person, by creating him lord chamberlain; that a man enjoying his full confidence and affèction; not actuated by any motive of discontent or apprehension; that this man should engage in a conspiracy against hím, he deemed absolutely false and incredible.

7. I would fain ask one of those bigoted infidels, supposing all the great points of àtheism, as the casual or eternal formation of the world, the materiality of a thinking sùbstance, the mortality of the soul, the fortuitous organization of the body, the motion and gravitation of matter, with the like particulars, were laid together, and formed into a kind of creed, according to the opinions of the most celebrated átheists; I say supposing such a creed as this were formed and imposed upon any one people in the world, whether it would not require an infinitely greater measure of faith, than any set of articles which they so violently oppose.


Page 36. Emphatic repetition requires the falling inflection; though the principle of the suspending slide, or of the interrogative, may form an exception.

1. And Abraham stretched forth his hand, and took the knife to slay his son.-And the angel of the LORD called unto him out of heaven, and said, Ábraham, ÀBRAHAM.And he said, Here am I.

2. And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wèpt: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalóm!-my són, my son Absalòm!would God I had died for thee, O Absalòm, my sōn, my son!

3. O Jerusalem, Jerusalem!-thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee!-how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

4. But the subject is too awful for irony. I will speak plainly and directly. Newton was a Christian! Newton, whose mind burst forth from the fetters cast by nature upon our finite conceptions.-Newton, whose science was truth, and the foundation of whose knowledge of it was philosophy: not those visionary and arrogant presumptions, which too often usurp its name, but philosophy resting upon the basis of mathematics, which, like figures, cannot lie―Nèwton, who carried the line and rule to the utmost barriers of creation, and explored the principles by which, no doubt, all created matter is held together and exists.

5. To die, they say, is noble-as a sòldierBut with such guides, to point th' unerring road, Such able guides, such arms and discipline As I have had, my soul would sorely feel 5 The dreadful pang which keen reflections give, Should she in death's dark porch, while life was ebbing, Receive the judgement, and this vile reproach:Long hast thou wander'd in a stranger's land, A stranger to thyself and to thy God;


10 The heavenly hills were oft within thy view,
And oft the shepherd call'd thee to his flock,
And call'd in vain.-A thousand monitors
Bade thee retùrn, and walk in wisdom's ways.
The seasons, as they roll'd, bade thee return;
15 The glorious sun, in his diurnal round,

Beheld thy wandering, and bade thee retùrn;
The night, an emblem of the night of death,
Bade thee return; the rising mounds,

Which told the traveller where the dead repose 20 In tenements of clay, bade thee retùrn;

And at thy father's grave, the filial tear,

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