Fleecy locks and black complexion Cannot forfeit Nature's claim; Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same. 3 Why did all-creating Nature Make the plant for which we toil? Sighs must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards; Think how many backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords. 4 (°)Is there, as ye sometimes tell us, Is there one who reigns on high? Has he bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from his throne the sky? Ask him, if your knotted scourges, Matches, blood-extorting screws, Are the means that duty urges Agents of his will to use? 5 (oo) Hark! he answers-wild tornadoes, Afric's sons should undergo, Where his WHIRLWINDS answer-No. 6 By our blood in Afric wasted, Ere our necks received the chain ; By the miseries that we tasted, 7 Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Cowper. 6. Marco Bozzaris, The Epaminondas of Modern Greece. [He fell in an attack upon the Turkish Camp at Laspi, the site of the ancient Platæa, August 20, 1823, and expired in the moment of victory. His last words were-"To die for liberty is a pleasure, and not a pain."] 1 At midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour, In dreams, through camp and court, he bore In dreams his song of triumph heard; As Eden's garden bird, 2 An hour passed on-the Turk awoke ; That bright dream was his last; He woke to hear his sentry's shriek, (9) "To arms! they come ! the Greek! the Greek!" And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, (0°) "Strike-till the last armed foe expires, 3 They fought-like brave men, long and well, His few surviving comrades saw His smile, when rang their proud hurrah, Like flowers at set of sun. 4 *Come to the bridal chamber, Death! The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, 5 But to the hero, when his sword * Plaintive, Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Even in her own proud clime. For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's-- That were not born to die. 7. (.)Now when fair morn orient in Heaven appear'd, Up rose the victor Angels, and to arms The matin trumpet sung: in arms they stood 5 Soon banded; others from the dawning hills His adamantine coat gird well,-and each 20 Fit well his helm,-gripe fast his orbed shield, Borne ev'n or high; for this day will pour down, If I conjecture ought no drizzling shower, But rattling storm of arrows barb'd with fire.' (6) So warn'd he them, aware themselves, and soon 25 In order, quit of all impediment; Instant without disturb they took alarm, Approaching, gross and huge, in hollow cube 30 Training his devilish enginry, impal'd 35 On every side with shadowing squadrons deep, (0°) VANGUARD, to right and left the front unfold; 26] Page 125. Expression. Milton. The Exercises arranged in this class belong to the general head of the pathetic and delicate. As this has been partly anticipated under another head of the Exercises, and as the manner of execution in this case depends wholly on emotion, there can be little assistance rendered by a notation. Before reading the pieces in this class, the remarks of the Analysis p. 125-128 should be reviewed; and the mind should be prepared to feel the spirit of each piece, by entering fully into the circumstances of the case. 1. GENESIS XLIV. Judah's speech to Joseph. 18 *Then Judah came near unto him, and said, O my lord, let thy servant, I pray thee, speak a word in my lord's ears, and let not thine anger burn against thy servant for thou art even as Pharaoh.-19 My lord asked his servants, saying, Have ye a father, or a brother?— 20 And we said unto my lord, We have a father, an old man, and a child of his old age, a little one: and his brother is dead, and he alone is left of his mother, and his father loveth him:-21 And thou saidst unto thy servants, Bring him down unto me, that I may set mine eyes upon him.-22 And we said unto my lord, The lad cannot * The reader is again desired to bear in mind that in extracts from the Bible, as well as other books, Italic words denote emphasis, |