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For the leader's eye is on us,
Never off us, still upon us,
Night and day.

Wide the trackless prairies round us,
Dark and unsunned woods surround us,
Deep and savage mountains bound us;
Far away

Smile the soft savannas green,
Rivers sweep and roll between:
Work away!

4. Bring your axes, woodmen true;
Smite the forest till the blue

5.

Of heaven's sunny eye looks through
Every wild and tangled glade;
Jungled swamp and thicket shade
Give to-day!

O'er the torrents fling your bridges,
Pioneers! Upon the ridges
Widen, smooth the rocky stair-
They that follow, far behind

Coming after us, will find

Surer, easier footing there;

Heart to heart, and hand to hand,
From the dawn to dusk o' day,
Work away!

Scouts upon the mountain's peak-
Ye that see the Promised Land,
Hearten us! for ye can speak
Of the country ye have scanned,
Far away!

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LESSON VI.-GOD IS EVERY WHERE.

1. OH! show me where is He,

The high and holy One,

To whom thou bend'st the knee,

And pray'st', "Thy will be done'!"

I hear thy song of praise',

And lo! no form' is near:
Thine eyes I see thee raise',

But where doth God appear'?

Oh! teach me who is' God, and where his glories shine', That I may kneel and pray, and call thy Father mine.

2. "Gaze on that arch above';
The glittering vault admire'.
Who taught those orbs to move'?
Who lit their ceaseless fire'?
Who guides the moon to run
In silence through the skies'?
Who bids that dawning sun

In strength and beauty rise'?

There view immensity! behold! my God is there:
The sun, the moon', the stars', his majesty declare'.
3. "See where the mountains' rise;
Where thundering torrents' foam;
Where, veil'd in towering skies',
The eagle' makes his home;
Where savage nature dwells,
My God is present too';
Through all his wildest dells
His footsteps I pursue :

He rear'd those giant cliffs', supplies that dashing stream',
Provides the daily food which stills the wild bird's scream.
4. "Look on that world of waves,

Where finny nations glide;
Within whose deep, dark caves
The ocean-monsters hide:
His power is sovereign there,
To raise', to quell' the storm;
The depths his bounty share,
Where sport the scaly swarm:

Tempest and calms obey the same almighty voice

Which rules the earth and skies, and bids far worlds rejoice.

5. "No human thoughts can soar
Beyond his boundless might;
He swells the thunder's roar,
He spreads the wings of night.
Oh! praise his works divine'!
Bow down thy soul in prayer';
Nor ask for other sign

That God is every where:

The viewless Spirit'! He-immortal', holy', blest':

Oh! worship him in faith', and find eternal rest' !"—Anonymous.

PATERNAL AFFECTION.

Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven;
And if there be a human tear

From passion's dross refined and clear,

A tear so limpid and so meek

It would not stain an angel's cheek,
"Tis that which pious fathers shed
Upon a duteous daughter's head.-SCOTT.

PART XI.

HISTORICAL. ANCIENT HISTORY PRIOR TO THE CHRISTIAN ERA.

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LESSON I.-EARLY GRECIAN HISTORY.

1. NEARLY all that is of interest and importance to us in the history of the world prior to the Christian era is embraced in the history of the Jews, and in Grecian and Roman history. To the Bible, chiefly, we are to look for the details of the former. Grecian history follows next in the order of time, beginning far back in the gloom of antiquity, with the supposed founding of Argos in the year 1856 before the Christian era, and extending down to the conquest of Greece by the Romans in the year 146 B.C. After this latter period, and during several centuries, the history of the then known world is absorbed in the overshadowing of, first, the Roman republic, and, afterward, of the Roman empire.

2. All that is known of Grecian history during a period of more than a thousand years after the date arbitrarily assigned

for the founding of Argos, rests on no better basis than the songs and traditionary legends of bards and story-tellers. During this long period it is impossible to distinguish names and events, real and historical, from fictitious creations which so confound the human and the divine as to mock all attempts at elucidation. We must therefore set aside as merely pleasing fictions, to be classed with the legends of the gods, the stories of Ce'crops, and Cran'aus, and Dân'aus, the account of the Argonautic expedition, and the labors of Hercules; and even the beautiful story of Helen and the Trojan war, "the most splendid gem in the Grecian legends," is declared by the historian Grote to be "essentially a legend, and nothing more."

3. But out of this thousand years of darkness a something tangible and reliable has, nevertheless, been obtained, which may be dignified with the name of history-a history of what the people thought, though not of what they did. From fable, and legend, and tradition, we learn what was the relig ious belief of the early Greeks, and this has been embodied in what is called Grecian mythology.

4. The early Greeks, like all rude, uncultivated tribes, probably associated their earliest religious emotions with the character of surrounding objects, and ascribed its appropriate deity to every manifestation of power in the visible universe. Thus they had nymphs of the forests, rivers, meadows, and fountains, and gods and goddesses almost innumerable, some terrestrial, others celestial, according to the places over which they were supposed to preside, and rising in importance in proportion to the power they manifested. The foundation of this religion, like all others, was a belief in higher existences which have an influence over the destinies of mortals. The process by which the beings of Grecian mythology naturally arose out of the teeming fancies of the ardent Greek mind, is beautifully described by Wordsworth in the following lines.

LESSON II.-GRECIAN MYTHOLOGY.

1. In that fair clime, the lonely herdsman, stretched
On the soft grass through half a summer's day,
With music lulled his indolent repose;

And in some fit of weariness, if he,

When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear
A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds

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