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WHEN Music, heavenly maid! was youmg;.
Amid the chords bewilder'd laid;
E'en at the sound himself had made Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire,
In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre,
And swept with hurry'd band the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair
Low sullen sounds his grief beguild: A solemn, strange, and mingled air:
'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild, But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair,
What was thy delighted measure?
Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure,
And from the rocks, the woods, the vale,
And where her sweetest theme she chose,
A soft responsive voice was heard at every close; And hope, enchanted, smild, and waved her golden hair; And longer had she sung—bat
, with a frown, Revenge impatient rose. He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down
And, with a withering look,
Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of wo;
sometimes, each dreary pause between; Dejected Pity at his side,
Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, [head. While each strain’d ball of sight-seemed bursting from his Thy numbers, Jealousy, to nought were fix'd;
Sad proof of thy distressful state :
With eyes uprais'd, as one inspired,
In notes, by distance made more sweet,
And, dashing soft from rocks around,
Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Through glades and glooms, the mingled measure stole, Or o'er some haunted stream with fond delay,
Round a holy calm diffusing,
Love of peace, and lonely musing,
Her bow across her shoulder flung,
Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung,
The hunter's call, to Faun and Dryad known; The oak crown’d Sisters, and their chaste ey'd Queen, Satyrs and sylvan Boys were seen, Peeping from forth their alleys green; Brown Exercise rejoic'd to hear; And Sport leap'd up and seiz'd his beechen spear.
Last came Joy's estactic trial,
He with viny crown advancing,
Amidst the festal-sounding shades,
Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round,
And he, amidst his frolic play,
As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
O Music, sphere-descended maid,
XI. ENUMERATION, OR AMPLIFICATION.
Enumeration, of which the climax forms a principal part, is that figure which numbers up the perfections or defects of persons or things, or which brings under one head the several parts of an argument, and, like the concentration of artillery in battle, when brought to act upon any given point, bears down all before it. This figure admits of various modes of delivery, agreeably to the nature of the subjects which may be enumerated, but monotone is recurred to oftener than any other mode.
“ Heavens! what a goodly prospect spreads around Of hills and dales, of woods, and lawns, and spires,
And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all
“O now forever,
'I'RAGEDY OF OTHELLO.
"Is it come to this? shall an inferior magistrate, a govere cor, who holds his whole power of the Roman people, in a Roman province, within sight of Italy, bind, scourge, torture with fire and red hot plates of iron, and at last, put to tl.e infamous death of the cross, a Roman citizen ? "Shall
ither the cries of innocence expiring in agony, nor the lears of pitying spectators, nor the majesty of the Roman Commonwealth, nor the fear of the justice of his country, restrain the licentious and wanton cruelty of a monster, who, in confidence of his riches, strikes at the root of liberty. and sets mankind at defiance?"
CICERO AGAINST VERRES,
" I cannot name this gentleman, without remarking, thia! bis labours, and writings, have done much to open the eyes and hearts of mankind. He has visited all Europe—not to survey
the sumptuousness of palaces, or the stateliness of temples; not to make accurate measurements of the remains of ancient grandeur, nor to form a scale of the curiosities of modern art; not to collect medals, or collate manuscripts ; but to dive into the depths of dungeons; to plunge into the infection of hospitals; to survey the mansions of sorrow, and of pain, and to take the guage and dimensions of misery, depression, and contempt; to remember the forgotten; to attend to the neglected; to visit the forsaken; and to compare, and collate, the distresses of all men, in all countries."
Burke's EULOCIUM ON HOWARD
Extract from a Sermon of the Rev. Thomas Gisborne, M. A.
on the happiness attendant on the paths of religion. “Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.”
Prov. iii. 17. Among the internal demonstrations of the truth of christianity, the excellence of the appropriate lessons respectively addressed in the sacred writings to different descriptions of men, holds a distinguished place. To the wicked the scripture speaks the language of indignation, tempered with offers of mercy. To the penitent it promises forgiveness. The righteous it animates with triumphant hope. To the ignorant it holds forth instruction; to the unwary, caution ; to the presumptuous, humility; to the feeble-minded, support; to the wavering, perseverance; to the dispirited, encouragement; to the afflicted, consolation. Wno but that power who discerns every variety of the human disposition ; every winding of the human heart; could have been the author of a religion thus provided with a remedy for every corruption; a defence under every weakness ?"
Extract from Pleadings of Sir George McKenzie against a
woman accused of the murder of her child. “ Gentlemen, if one man had any how slain another, if an adversary had killed his opposer, or a woman occasioned the death of her enemy, even these criminals would have been capitally punished by the Cornelian law: but, if this guiltless infant, who could make no enemy, had been murdered by its own nurse, what punishment would not then the mother have demanded? with what cries and exclamations would she have stunned our ears! What shall we say then, when a woman, guilty of homicide, a mother, of the murder of her innocent child, hath comprised all those misdeeds in one single crime; a crime, in its own nature detestable; in a woman prodigious ; in a mother, incredible ; and perpetrated against one whose age called for compassion, whose near relation claimed affection, and whose innocence deserved the highest favour?
The number, names, and utility of the pauses used in reading and speaking, must be too well known to need description here. Perhaps it may not be superfluous to make two or three remarks ;