bosom of the earth. He is dissatisfied with the present, and the only being that regrets the past, and dreads the future. Pride seals his ruin. Many arts has he invented, neglecting only the 66 one great art"-that of being happy. Sweet as refreshing dews or summer showers To the long-parching thirst of drooping flowers ;- O happy searcher who hast found thy duty! That the great law of Goodness, Truth and Beauty- Life is but a scene of labour, Every one's his task assigned, Young men, old men, rich men, poor men, Countless chords of heavenly music, Beyond the grave there is doubtless a sphere, He who cultivates peace with others does them a kindness, but he does himself a greater by the returns to his own breast. If you brighten a knife, it will smocth the stone on which you brighten it. Pride, however disguised, is littleness; If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows that he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them; if he be compassionate towards the afflictions of others, it shows that his heart is like the noble tree that is wounded itself when it gives the balm; if he easily pardons and remits offences, it shows that his mind is planted above injuries, so that he cannot be shot; if he be thankful for small benefits, it shows that he weighs men's minds, and not their trash; but, above all, if he is willing to suffer for others, it shows much of a divine nature, and a kind of conformity with Christ himself. The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven And earthly power doth then show likest God's, The Grace of God, like the dew, falls everywhere; but it drops in greatest abundance in the valley, and remains longest in the shade. Some high or humble enterprise of good Contemplate, till it shall possess thy mind, With thoughts all fixed and feelings purely kind- Has light as air each limb, each thought as clear as day. It is not what people eat, but what they digest, that makes them strong. It is not what they gain, but what they save, that makes them rich. It is not what they read, but what they remember, that makes them learned. It is not what they profess, but what they practise, that makes them righteous. Goodness, Truth, and Beauty, are three sisters, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, To be resign'd when ills betide, When all within is peace, How nature seems to smile! And soothe the silent hours. Gives nature power to please; Can make a wintry sky Seem bright as smiling May, True dignity is his whose tranquil mind Virtue has raised above the things below; Who every hope and fear to Heaven resigned, Shrinks not though Fortune aims her deadliest blow. Certainly it is heaven upon earth to have a man's mind move in charity, rest in Providence, and turn upon the poles of truth. Gratitude is the music of the heart, when its chords are swept by the breeze of kindness. Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor; Who does the best his circumstance allows, There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune: Is bound in shallows and in miseries. What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Slave to no sect, he takes no private road, Look not mournfully into the Past: it comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present: it is thine own. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear and with a manly heart. Gladdening the hearts of weary wayfarers Of Poesy divine. Oh deem not, 'midst this worldly strife, An idle art the poet brings; Let high philosophy control, And sages calm the streams of life, The nobler passions of the soul. When the evening comes round, and our duties are done, When the bread that is needful is honestly won, And our worldly thoughts nestle to rest; How sweet at that hour is the truth-written page, The magic of childhood, the solace of age, Doth not true song To the whole world belong? Is it not given wherever tears can fall-- The world is full of poetry; the air (CONTAINING ALL THE ESSENTIALS FOR ELOCUTIONARY PRACTICE.) INFLECTIONS OF THE VOICE. In conversation-especially when this is animated-the voice naturally rises and falls. On the contrary, it is too common to read in a dull, monotonous tone, which is not only disagreeable, but renders reading, in a great measure, useless. The term rising inflection, or the rising slide of the voice, does not mean raising the voice, nor does falling inflection signify lowering it; these terms refer to musical sounds, and not to degrees of vocal force. The acute accent (') denotes the rising inflection, and is used when the sense is not complete. The word thus marked is generally followed by a comma. The grave accent (`) shows the falling inflection or cadence, and it is chiefly used at the completion of a sentence, or when this is long-at the end of its principal parts. Examples.* Did he say haté, or hatè? He said hatè, not haté. The following expressions to be treated similarly:-Mét or mèt-fin or fìn-blót or blòt-lórd or lòrd-úrn or ùrn-father or father-fást or fast-fáre or fàre-dráwl or drawl-wásh or wàshtrué or truè-púll or pùll-pérfect or pèrfect-mérry or mèrryvírtue or virtue-mirror or mirror. In the great majority of words which contain the letter H, either at the beginning, middle, &c., the H should be pronounced. As this is generally neglected, the following examples of both the mute and aspirate H are given for additional practice: Words in which (as well as in their derivatives) the initial His mute:-Heir, herb, honest, honor, hospital, hostler, hour, humble, humor. Other words having H silent, though not initial:-Asthma, diphthong, dishabille, isthmus, naphtha, rhapsody, rhetoric, rheumatism, Rhine, rhinoceros, rhomb, rhubarb, rhyme, rhythm, shepherd, Thames, Thomas, triphthong. Also such words as ah, catarrh, Micah, Sarah, &c. The preceding words having H mute, and those in the next two groups, might be used as exercises on the inflections as well as on the aspirate, when this occurs. Thus: Did he say heír, or herb? Did he say asthmá, or diphthòng? Did you say Wales, or whales? He said hèrb, not heír? I said whales, not Wáles, &c. *It will greatly promote the Pupil's progress if these and the subsequent examples be frequently read aloud-slowly at first.-(Vide Intervals of Inflection.) |