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Strike-for your altars and your fires,
Strike-for the green graves of your sires,
God-and your native land!

They fought-like brave men, long and well,
They piled that ground with Moslem slain,
They conquered-but Bozzaris fell,
Bleeding at every vein.

His few surviving comrades saw
His smile, when rang their proud hurrah,
And the red field was won;

Then saw in death his eyelids close
Calmly, as to a night's repose,
Like flowers at set of sun.

Come to the bridal chamber, Death!
Come to the mother, when she feels
For the first time her first-born's breath ;---
Come when the blessed seals

Which close the pestilence are broke,
And crowded cities wail its stroke;
Come in consumption's ghastly form,
The earthquake shock, the ocean storm ;-
Come when the heart beats high and warm,

With banquet-song, and dance, and wine,-
And thou art terrible: the tear,

The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,
And all we know, or dream, or fear
Of agony, are thine.

But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones are heard

The thanks of millions yet to be. Bozzaris! with the storied brave

Greece nurtured in her glory's time,
Rest thee-there is no prouder grave,
Even in her own proud clime.
We tell thy doom without a sigh;
For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's
One of the few, the immortal names,
That were not born to die.


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
Of golden panoply, refulgent host,

Soon banded; others from the dawning hills
Look'd round, and scouts each coast light arm'd scour
Each quarter, to descry the distant foe,
Where lodg'd, or whither fled, or if for fight,
In motion or in halt: him soon they met
Under spread ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion; back with speediest sail
Zophiel, of Cherubim the swiftest wing,
Came flying, and in mid air aloud thus cry'd:

"ARM, Warriors, arm for fight-the foe at hand,
Whom fled we thought, will save us long pursuit
This day; fear not his flight: so thick a cloud
He comes, and settled in his face I see
Sad resolution and secure; let each
His adamantine coat gird well, and each
Fit well his helm,-gripe fast his orbed shield,
Borne ev'n or high; for this day will pour down,
IfI conjecture ought, no drizzling shower,
But rattling storm of arrows barb'd with fire."

So warn'd he them, aware themselves, and soon
In order, quit of all impediment;
Instant without disturb they took alarm,
And onward move embattled: when, behold,
Not distant far, with heavy pace, the foe
Approaching, gross and huge, in hollow cube
Training his dev'lish enginery, impal'd
On every side with shadowing squadrons deep,
To hide the fraud. At interview both stood
A while; but suddenly at head appear'd
Satan, and thus was heard commanding loud :

'VANGUARD, to right and left the front unfold;
That all may see who hate us, how we seek
Peace and composure, and with open breast
Stand ready to receive them, if they like
Our overture, and turn not back perverse.'

ADAM and EVE's Morning Hymn.

These are thy glorious works, Parent of good! Almighty! thine this universal frame,


Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then!
Unspeakable! who sitt'st above these heav'ns,
To us invisible, or dimly seen

In these thy lower works; yet these declare
Thy goodness (beyond thought,) and power divine.
Speak (ye who best can tell,) ye sons of light,
Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs
And choral symphonies, day without night,
Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heav'n;
On earth join all ye Creatures, to extol,
Him first, him last, him midst, and without end!
Fairest of stars, last in the train of night,
(If better thou belong not to the dawn,
Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn
With thy bright circlet,) praise him in thy sphere,
While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Thou Sun, of this great world both eye and soul,
Acknowledge him thy greater; sound his praise
In thy eternal course, both vhen thou climb'st,
And when high noon has gain'd, and when thou fall'st
Moon, that now meet'st the orient sun, now fly'st
With the fix'd stars (fix'd in their orb that flies,)
And ye
five other wand'ring fires that move
In mystic dance, (not without song,) resound
His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light.
Air, and ye Elements, (the eldest birth

Of Nature's womb,) that in quaternion run
Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix
And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change
Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise
From hill or steaming lake, (dusky or gray
Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold,)
In honour to the world's great author rise,
Whether to deck with clouds th' uncolour'd sky,
Or wet the thirsty earth with falling show'rs,
Rising or falling still advance his praise.
His praise, ye winds, (that from four quarters blow,
Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye pines;
(With every plant,) in sign of worship wave.
Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow
(Melodious murmurs,) warbling, tune his praise.
Join voices all ye living souls: ye birds,
That singing up to heav'ns gate ascend,
Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.

Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk
The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep;
Witness if I be silent, morn or even,
To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade,
Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise.
Hail universal Lord! be bounteous still
To give us only good; and if the night
Have gather'd ought of evil or conceal'd,
Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark!


Having thus indicated the manner in which the different kinds of composition should be read, I shall next give some directions for reading the following rhetorical figures, viz: Irony, Exclamation, Interrogation, Climax, Repetition, Anticipation, Concession, Apostrophe, Antithesis, Vision, Simile, Personification, and Description.

Irony signifies the use of words contrary to their common meaning, and ought to be pronounced with a sharp tone, and a circumflex on the emphatic words.

Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last,
You spurn'd me such a day: another time
You call'd me dog, and for these courtesies
I'll lend you thus much monies.

But you, forsooth, are very wise men, deeply learn'd in the doctrines of Christ; we weak, contemptible, mean persons, but you strong and gallant.

Hammand's paraphrase of 1 Cor. 4 chap. 10 v.

Merchant of Venice.

2. Exclamation shews that the mind is labouring with some emotion, and should generally be read with a higher pitch than usual on the exclamatory words.

I stand in the presence of Almighty God, and of the world; and I declare to you, that if you lose this charter, Never! no, never will you get another! We are now, perhaps, arrived at the parting point. Here, even here, we stand on the brink of fate! Pause-pause-for heaven's sake pause!

Morris' Speech.

Hor. Look, my lord, it comes!

Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Hamlet.

O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out! Romans.

3. The Interrogation, when properly pronounced, is one of the most powerful engines in the whole arsenal of oratory. It requires great warmth, just inflection, and strong emphasis.

I will make you this offer, said Cicero to Plancius; choose any one tribe you please, and shew as you ought, by whom it was bribed: but if you cannot, (and in my opinion you will not even attempt to do it,) I will shew you how you gained it. Is this a fair contest? will you engage on this ground? is it an ópen, honourable challenge to you? Why are you silent? why' do you dissèmble? why do you prevaricate? I repeatedly insist on this point, I urge you to it, press it, require it; nay I demand it.

Whát,, (said he to Tubero,) did that naked sword of yours mean in the battle of Pharsalia? at whose breast was its point aimed? What was then the meaning of your arms, your spirit, your eyes, your hands, your árdour of soul? what did you desire, what wish for ?

As these questions have the nature of a climax, each succeeding one should be pronounced higher and louder than the preceding; and the word demand, in the last example but one, in a lower and louder tone than all.

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