Think how his name hath glorified The home where thou wert nursed. Do not thy childhood's memories all Tell brightly of his fame and fall?” IV. "But, ah!" the sad Lyre whispered, While youth, and joy, and honor Think how thy mother wept and kneeled The Sword spake yet more proudly: Or the shame for those who fly? To own thee for a son? How should he brook his line's disgrace? How couldst thou look upon his face?" VI. Out spake that youthful warrior: Come with me to the battle, Where my true father fell: Fair Honor is the queen I serve, Bright Fame the gem I seek; Nor will I suffer, nor deserve, Unshaken let me ever stand, VII. "And thou, fond Lyre, remember Still have thy noblest strains been poured Still loves the Lyre to grace the Sword, So let it ever be! The Sword to win my victor-wreath, The Lyre to solemnize my death!” Lochiel, a Highland chieftain, while on his march to join the Pretender, is met by one of the Highland seers, or prophets, who warns him to return, and not incur the certain ruin which awaits the unfortunate prince and his followers, on the field of Culloden. Charles Edward Stuart, the Pretender, was the grandson of James II., king of England, and was born at Rome, 1720. In 1745 he landed in Scotland, and laid claim, in his father's behalf, to the English throne. Many of the Highlanders joined his cause, and in two battles he gained advantages over the English. At last the duke of Cumberland was sent against him. The two armies met at Culloden, April 27, 1746, when, after an obstinate conflict, the Pretender's army was defeated and dispersed. After many perilous adventures he escaped to France, and died at Florence, 1788. ALBIN, which signifies in the Gaelic language white or fair island, is a name often applied to Scotland. Pronounce LOCHIEL, lo-keel', CULLODEN, kul-lo'den. See in Index, AVAUNT, EYRY, MARSHALED or MARSHALLED, STREW, SWORD, CAMPBELL. Delivery. Much of the language of the Seer should be given in low pitch, with moderate time, frequent pauses, and tones indicative of grief and consternation. Lochiel's replies should be in middle or high pitch, with short pauses, quick time, and occasionally loud force. Seer. Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array! They rally, they bleed, for their country and crown; Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the slain, And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain. Draw, dōtard, around thy old wavering sight, This mantle, to cover the phantoms of fright! Seer. Ha! laugh'st thou, Lochiel, my vision to scorn? From his home in the dark-rolling clouds of the north? But down let him stoop from his havoc on high! Whose banners arise on the battlements' height, For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood, Lochiel. False wizard, avaunt! I have marshaled my clan; Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock! Seer. Lochiel! Lochiel! beware of the day! Now in darkness and billows he sweeps from my sight; But where is the iron-bound prisoner? Where? Say, mounts he the ocean-wave, banished, forlorn, Like a limb from his country cast bleeding and torn? Ah! no; for a darker departure is near; The war-drum is muffled, and black is the bier; Yon sight, that it freezes my spirit to tell! Accursed be the fagots that blaze at his feet, Where his heart shall be thrown, ere it ceases to beat, Lochiel. Down, soothless insulter! I trust not the tale! For never shall Albin a destiny meet So black with dishonor, so foul with retreat. Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe! LIV. ATTRIBUTES OF DEITY. REV. DR. NEWMAN. For FRAGMENTARY, PRIMARY, TRADITIONARY, see § 29; GOVERNMENT, PROVERB, §7; HEATHEN, § 10; SIDEREAL, § 11; ACTS, BEASTS, § 25. See in Index, ANIMALCULE, AUGURY, BANYAN, INDIAN, ISSUE, RISE, SIBYL, SORCERY, BALAAM, MESSIAS, NEWMAN, PYTHON. Delivery. This eloquent extract is in the loftiest didactic style of pulpit oratory, and should be read chiefly in the middle pitch, in pure and unimpassioned, though reverent tones, and with moderate force. 1. Theology teaches of a Being infinite yet personal; all blessed, yet ever operative; absolutely separate from the creature, yet in every part of the creation at every moment; above all things, yet under everything. It teaches of a Being who, though the highest, yet in the work of creation, conservation, government, retribution, makes Himself, as it were, the minister and servant of all; who, though inhabiting eternity, allows himself to take an interest, and to feel a sympathy in the matters of space and time. 2. His are all beings, visible and invisible, the noblest and the vilest of them. His are the substance, and the operation, and the results of that system of physical nature, into which we are born. His, too, are the powers and achievements of the intellectual essences, on which he has bestowed an independent action and the gift of origination. 3. The laws of the universe, the principles of truth, the relations of one thing to another, their qualities and |