thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms, to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth; if thou art a friend, and hast ever wronged, in thought, word, or deed, the spirit that generously confided in thee; if thou art a lover, and hast ever given 1f one unmerited pang to that true heart that now lies cold and still beneath thy feet; then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul: then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing and repentant on the grave, and utter the unheard groan, and pour the unavailing tear more deep, more bitter, because unheard and unavailing. Then weave thy chaplet of flowers, and strew the beauties of nature about the grave; console thy broken spirit, if thou canst, 17 with these tender, yet futile tributes of regret; but take warning by the bitterness of this thy contrite affliction over the dead, and be more faithful and affectionate in the discharge of thy duties to the living. Irving. Sentence 8th.-Compound fragmentary perf. loose indef. interrog. exclam.: Oh! what a place is the grave! what a place is the grave! 1 SEC. XVIII. A POLITICAL PAUSE. "But we must pause!" says the honorable gentleman. What! 2 must the bowels of Great Britain be torn out, her best blood spilt, her treasure wasted, that you may make an experiment? 3 Put yourselves, oh! that you would put yourselves, on the field of battle, and learn to judge of the sort of horrors that you excite. In former wars, a man might, at least, have some feeling, some interest, that served to balance in his mind the 4 impressions which a scene of carnage and of death must inflict; but if a man were present now at the field of slaughter, and were to inquire for what they were fighting, "Fighting!" would be the answer; "they are not fighting; they are pausing.' 5 Why is that man expiring? why is that other writhing with agony ? what means this implacable fury? The answer must 6 be, "You are quite wrong, sir: you deceive yourself: they are not fighting; do not disturb them; they are merely pausing! 7 This man is not expiring with agony; that man is not dead; he is only pausing! Lord help you, sir: they are not angry with 8 one another; they have now no cause of quarrel; but their country thinks there should be a pause! All that you see, sir, 9 is nothing like fighting; there is no harm, nor cruelty, nor bloodshed in it, whatever; it is nothing more than a political pause! It is merely to try an experiment, to see whether 10 Bonaparte will not behave himself better than heretofore; and in the mean time we have agreed to a pause, in pure friendship!" 11 And is this the way, sir, that you are to show yourselves the advocates of order? You take up a system calculated to uncivilize the world, to destroy order, to trample on religion, to 12 stifle in the heart, not merely the generosity of noble sentiment, but the affections of social life; and in the prosecution of this system, you spread terror and devastation all around you. Fox. The double compacts in this piece deserve particular attention. The twelfth sentence is a single compact declarative, third form. SEC. XIX. A PART OF EMMETT'S DEFENCE. 1 I am charged with being an emissary of France! 2 An emis3 sary of France! And for what end? 4 It is alleged that I 5 wished to sell the independence of my country! And for what 6 end? Was this the object of my ambition? and is this the mode by which a tribunal of justice reconciles contradictions? 7 No; I am no emissary; and my ambition was to hold a place among the deliverers of my country: not in power, nor in profit, 8 but in the glory of the achievement! Sell my country's inde9 pendence to France! And for what? 10 Was it for a change of 11 masters? No, but for ambition! O, my country, was it personal 12 ambition that could influence me? had it been the soul of my actions, could I not by my education and fortune, by the rank and consideration of my family, have placed myself among the 13 proudest of my oppressors? My country was my idol; to it I sacrificed every selfish, every endearing sentiment; and for it I now offer up my life. 14 O God! No, my lord! I acted as an Irishman, determined on delivering my country from the yoke of a foreign and unrelent15 ing tyranny, and from the more galling yoke of a domestic faction, which is its joint partner and perpetrator in the parricide, for the ignominy of existing with an exterior of splendor 16 and of conscious depravity. It was the wish of my heart to extricate my country from this doubly-riveted despotism: I wished to place her independence beyond the reach of any power on earth: I wished to exalt her to that proud station in the world.-Emmett. Sentence 2d.-A fragmentary simple decl. exclam., like the preceding, but delivered with increased surprise and contempt: it may be treated as a def. interrog. excl. and delivered with the rising slide: in this case, however, surprise will be the emotion expressed: not contempt; which I think was the one felt. Sent. 8th.-A simple det. interrog. exclam. Sent. 14th.This begins with a compellative as if a prayer was intended, but breaks oil, and proceeds with a double compact. SEC. XX. THE DEATH OF ALTAMONT. 1 The sad evening before the death of this noble youth, I was 2 with him. No one was there but his physician, and an intimate 3 friend, whom he loved and whom he had ruined. At my com4 ing in, he said, You and the physician are come too late. I 5 have neither life nor hope. You both aim at miracles: you would raise the dead. 6 7 Or I could not have been thus guilty. 8 What has it done 9 to bless and to save me! I have been too strong for Omnipo10 tence! I plucked down ruin! 11 12 14 I said, the blessed Redeemer · I split: I denied his name. 13 This is the rock on which Refusing to hear any thing from me, or take any thing from the physician, he lay silent, as far as sudden darts of pain would 15 permit, till the clock struck. Then with vehemence-Oh, time! time! it is fit thou shouldst thus strike thy murderer to the 16 heart. How art thou fled forever! 17 A month! 18 Oh, for 19 a single week! I ask not for years, though an age were too little for the much I have to do. 20 21 24 25 On my saying, we could not do too much; that heaven was a blessed place So much the worse. 22 'Tis lost! 'tis lost!-23 Heaven is to me the severest part of hell! Soon after, I proposed prayer. Pray you that can. 26 I never prayed. 27 I cannot pray, 28 nor need I. Is not heaven on my side already? 29 It closes with my conscience: its severest strokes but second my own. His friend being much touched, even to tears, at this, (who 30 could forbear? I could not,) with a most affectionate look, he 31 said, Keep those tears for thyself. I have undone thee. 32 Dost weep for me? 33 That's cruel. 34 What can pain me more? 35 Here his friend, too much affected, would have left him. 36 No; stay. 37 Thou still mayest hope, therefore hear me. 38 How madly have I talked! how madly hast thou listened and 39 believed! But look on my present state, as a full answer to thee and to myself. This body is all weakness and pain, but my 40 soul, as if strung up by torment to greater strength and spirit, is full powerful to reason: full mighty to suffer. And that which thus triumphs within the jaws of mortality, is doubtless 41 immortal; and as for a Deity, nothing less than an Almighty could inflict what I feel. I was about to congratulate this passive, involuntary confes42 sor, on his asserting the two prime articles of his creed, extorted by the rack of nature, when he thus very passionately: No; no let me speak on; I have not long to speak.—My much43 injured friend! my soul, as my body, lies in ruins; in scattered fragments of thought: remorse for the past, throws my thoughts 44 on the future. Worse dread of the future, strikes it back on 45 the past. I turn and turn, and find no ray. Didst thou feel 46 half the mountain that is on me, thou wouldst struggle with the martyr for his stake, and bless heaven for the flame: that is not an everlasting flame: that is not an unquenchable fire. 47 How were we struck! 48 Yet, soon after, still more. With 49 what an eye of distraction, what a face of despair, he cried out, My principles have poisoned my friend; my extravagance has beggared my boy; my unkindness has murdered my wife!50 And is there another hell? Oh! thou blasphemed, yet most 51 indulgent, Lord God! hell itself is a refuge, if it hide me from thy frown! 52 Soon after, his understanding failed. His terrified imagina53 tion uttered horrors not to be repeated, or ever forgot; and ere the sun rose, the gay, young, noble, ingenious, accomplished, and most wretched Altamont expired. Young. Sentence 6th, 7th.-They make together a single compact, of the second form. Sentence 17th, 18th.-Fragmentary simple indefinite interrogative exclamatory. "What would I not give for," or "how I wish for," understood before each. Sent. 36th.-Double compact declarative: "Go not, but stay." Sent. 37th.-Single compact declarative, second form: correlative words, because-therefore. Sent. 42d.-" No, no, but let," &c.; that is, "do not interrupt me, do not interrupt me, but," &c. The sentence is broken off at speak, but the continuation, "for or because my moments are numbered," is obvious. Sent. 51st.-The compound compellative here has, it will be observed, a single compact construction, "though thou blasphemed, yet most," &c.: the sentence which follows is a single compact of the second form. 1 3 SEC. XXI. THE DEATH OF HAMILTON. "How are the mighty fallen!" 2 And, regardless as we are of vulgar deaths, shall not the fall of the mighty affect us? A short time since, and he, who is the occasion of our sor4 rows, was the ornament of his country. He stood on an emi5 nence, and glory covered him. From that eminence he has 6 fallen suddenly, forever, fallen. His intercourse with the living world is now ended; and those who would hereafter find him, must seek him in the grave. There, cold and lifeless, is the heart which just now was the seat of friendship; there, 7 dim and sightless is the eye, whose radiant and enlivening orb beamed with intelligence; and there, closed forever, are those lips, on whose persuasive accents we have so often, and so lately hung with transport! From the darkness which rests upon his 8 tomb, there proceeds, methinks, a light in which it is clearly seen, that those gaudy objects, which men pursue, are only 9 phantoms. In this light how dimly shines the splendor of victory: how humble appears the majesty of grandeur! The 10 bubble, which seemed to have so much solidity, has burst; and` we again see, that all below the sun is vanity. True, the funeral eulogy has been pronounced, the sad and solemn procession has moved, the badge of mourning has al11 ready been decreed, and presently the sculptured marble will lift up its front, proud to perpetuate the name of Hamilton, and rehearse to the passing traveller his virtues; (just tributes of respect, and to the living useful;) but to him, mouldering in 12 his narrow and humble habitation, what are they? How vain! how unavailing! 13 Approach, and behold, while I lift from his sepulchre its 14 covering! Ye admirers of his greatness! ye emulous of his 15 talents and his fame, approach and behold him now. How 16 pale! how silent! No martial bands admire the adroitness of his movements; no fascinating throng weep, and melt, and 17 tremble at his eloquence! Amazing change! A shroud! a 18 coffin! a narrow, subterraneous cabin!-this is all that now P remains of Hamilton! and is this all that remains of Hamilton? 19 During a life so transitory, what lasting monument, then, can our fondest hopes erect! 20 My brethren! we stand on the borders of an awful gulf, which is swallowing up all things human; and is there, amidst this universal wreck, nothing stable, nothing abiding, nothing 21 immortal, on which poor, frail, dying man can fasten? Ask the hero, ask the statesman, whose wisdom you have been 22 accustomed to revere, and he will tell you. He will tell you, did I say? He has already told you, from his death-bed; and his illumined spirit, still whispers from the heavens, with well23 known eloquence, the solemn admonition : Mortals hastening to the tomb, and once the companions of my pilgrimage, take warning and avoid my errors; cultivate the virtues I have recommended; choose the Saviour I have chosen; live disinterestedly; live for immortality; and would you rescue any thing from final dissolution, lay it up in God."-President Nott. Sentence 2d.-A semi-interrogative: the parts connected compactly: though—yet, the correlative words. Sentence 3d.-A single compact, third form. "When a short time since was, then." Sentence 11th.-A single compact, second form, correlative words, indeed-but, in the first |