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Waste of Time.—LINDSEY. 3. It has been discovered', at length', what', indeed', was al. ways sufficiently obvious', that a boy needs not be kept at school eight or ten years', to learn to read his primer', write his name'. cipher to the Rule of Three', and hate books and learning for the rest of his life. It has been discovered', that', in three or four years', a boy may be taught a hundred fold môre', by skilful teachers in a skilful way', than their fathers dreamed of learning at all'. This is the grandest discovery of our age'. It will do more to meliorate the moral', physical', and political condition of mankind', than all other means ever yet devised'.
MORAL SENTIMENTS. Importance of Good Conduct.-CECIL. 1. However ill'.. men may treat us', we should never give them an opportunity to say' .. that we have misbehaved our selves'. Were I to meet my most bitter adversary', and know that he approached me with the most malicious intention', I should endeavour to be so completely on my guard', that he could not lay his finger', with truth', on any part of my conduct'.
Importance of Piety.—IB. 2. There are no greater objects of pity in the world', than those men who are admired by all around them', for their nice dis. cernment and fine taste in every thing of a worldly nature', but who have no taste for the riches that endure forever'-no love for God or his word —no love for Christ or their souls!. In such a state', however admired or respected', they cannot see the kingdom of God'.
Christian Fortitude.—COLTON. 3. Murmur'.. at nothing!: if our ills are reparable', it is ungrateful'; if remediless', it is vâin'. But a christian' .. builds his fortitude on a better foundation than stộicism': he is pleased with every thing that happens', because he knows it could not happen', unless it had first pleased God'; and that which pleases him', must be the best'. He is assured'.. that no new thing can befall him', and that he is in the hands of a father who will prove him with no affliction' .. that resignation cannot conquer', or that death cannot cure'.
Importance of securing the Favour of God.—IB. 4. There are two things that speak'.. as with a voice from Cheaven', that He who fills that eternal throne', must be on the
side of virtue', and', that whatever he befriends', must finally prosper and prevail. The first is', that the bad! . . are never completely happy and at ease', although possessed of every thing that this world can bestow'; and that the good!.. are never completely miserable', although deprived of every thing that this world can take away!. For there is one reflection' .. which will obtrude itself', and which the best' . . would not', and which the worst! .. cannot', dismiss', namely', that the time is fast approaching to both of them', when', if they have gained the favour of Gốd', it matters little! .. what else they have lost', but if they have lost his favour', it matters little' .. what else they have gained'.
Fall of Babylon.—MOORE.
A certain portion of uncertain paper';
Whose summit (like all hills) is lost in vapour':
REMARKS. Final Pause.—The words "visitation," "desolation," "king,” and "thing," in the 1st section of poetick examples, and "shine," "hear,” "ear," "dreams," "piled," "blew," and "mock,” in the 2nd Section, illustrate the final pause: see page 144.
Rhelorical Pause. -The student in elocution is particularly requested to bear in mind, that, wlierever, in the following pages of this work, the rhetorical pause is indicated by two dots, (..), the sign employed to indicate the shorlest pause of this sort, as at the words “vice.." "first . ." "some . ." and so forth, it should be very slight-not so long as that commonly made at a comma.
For this' .. men! . . write, speak', preach', and heroes kill';
And bards' .. burn what they call their “midnight taper,"
A name', a wretched picture', and worse bust'.
Cheops', erected the first pyramid',
To keep his memory whole and mummy hid';
Burglariously broke his coffin's lid':
Since'., not a pinch of dust remains of Cheops!.
Written in Cherical Malabar.
gone as an adventurer to India in search of fortune. When, at last, the bubble was within his grasp, he found he had gained his prize too late, and bought it too dear; health had fled forever. He fell a victim to the peculiar diseases of the climate.
Slave of the dark and dirty mine!!
What vanity has brought thee herel?
So bright', whom I have bought so dear?
For twilight converse', arm in arm',
Where cane-tufts shadow all the wild',
Of Teviot loved while still a child',
Of castle rocks stupendous piled'
Where loves of youth and friendship smiled',
The perished bliss of youth's first prime',
Far from my sacred', natal clime',
The daring thoughts that soared sublime',
Slave of the mine!! thg yellow light
A gentle vision comes by night',
Her eyes are dim with many a tear,
Her fond heart throbs with many a fearl:-
I left a heart that loved me true';
To roam in climes unkind and new';
The cold wind of the stranger blew! Chill on my withered heart';—the grave',
Dark and untimely', met my view And all for theel, vile yellow slave!! Ha'! com'st thou now so late to mock'
A wanderer's banished heart forlorn', Now that his frame the lightning shock
Of sun-rays tipt with death', has borne?
From love', from friendship', country', torn', To memory's fond regrets the prey',
Vile slave', thy yellow dross I scorn':Go', mix thee with thy kindred clay'!
SECTION VI. Parting of Zal and Hinda.-MOORE. Yes', yes', she cried', my hourly fears', My dreams have boded all too rightWe part-forever part' ... to night'! I knew!, I knew'.. it could not last 'Twas bright', 'twas heavenly', but'... 'tis past!! Oh'! ever thus', from childhood's hour',
I've seen my fondest hopes decay'; I never loved a treel .. or flower',
But 'twas the first to fade away!. I never nursed a dear gazelle',
To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well',
And love mae', it was sure!.. to diel.
Of all I ever dreamed or knew,
Ob', misery', must I lose that tool?
Those frightful rocks!—that treacherous sêalNo', never come again —though sweet',
Though heaven'—it may be death to theel.
Where'er thou goest', beloved stranger';
Than have thee near me, and'... in dangerl.
SECTION VII. is in A Dirge.—CROLY. "Earth to earth', and dust to dust!!" Here the evil and the just', Here the youthful and the old', Here the fearful and the bold', Here the matron and the maid', In one silent bed are laid'; Here the vassal and the king', Side by side', lie withering!: Here the sword and sceptre' .. rust': “Earth to earth', and dust to dust'!" Age on age shall roll along', O'er this pale and mighty throng'; Those that wept them', those that weep', All shall with these sleepers! . . sleep': Brothers', sisters of the worm!, Summer's sun', or winter's storm', Song of peace', or battle's roar', Ne'er shall break their slumbers more!; Death shall keep his sullen trust', “Earth to earth’, and dust to dust\!" But a day is coming fast', Earth', thy mightiest and thy last!! It shall come in fear and wonder', Heralded by trump and thunder': It shall come in strife and toil'; It shall come in blood and spoil'; It shall come in empire's groans', Burning temples', trampled thrones': Then', ambition', rue thy lust! “Earth to earth', and dust to dust!!!! Then shall come the judgment sign'; In the east', the king shall shine'; Flashing from heav'n's golden gate', Thousands', thousands round his state'; Spirits with the crown and plume'; Tremble', then', thou solemn tomb'; Heav'n shall open on our sight'; Earth be turned to living light', Kingdom of the ransomed Just!! “Earth to earth', and dust to dust\!" Then thy mount', Jerusalem', Shall be gorgeous as a gem!: Then shall in the desert rise! Fruits of more than Paradise!, Earth by angel feet be trod', One great garden of her God'! Till are dried the martyr's tears' Through a thousand glorious years': Now in hope of him we trust', “Earth to earth', and dust to dust!!"