Doth walk on the high places and affect
The earth-o'erlooking mountains. She had onl
The ornaments with which her father loved

To deck the beauty of his bright eyed girl,

And bade her wear2 when stranger warriors came

To be his guests.

Beautiful lay the region of her tribe

Below her

waters resting in the embrace

Of the wide forest, and maize-planted glades
Opening amid the leafy wilderness

She gazed upon it long, and at sight

Of her own village, peeping through the trees,

And her own dwelling, and the cabin roof

Of him she loved with an unlawful love,

And came to die for, a warm gush of tears

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Run from her eyes. But when the sun grew low

And the hill shadows long, she threw herself

From the steep rock and perished.

WHAT IS GLORY? WHAT IS FAME?—[MOTHERWELL.]

What is Glory? What is Fame?

The echo of a long lost name;

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A breath, an idle hour's brief talk;

The shadow of an arrant nought;

A flower that blossoms for a day,
Dying next morrow;3

A stream that hurries on its way,
Singing of sorrow;—

The last drop of a bootless shower,
Shed on a sere and leafless bower.

A rose stuck in a dead man's breast;—
This is the World's fame at the best.

Rule XXII., Rem. 5.

2 Rule XIX.

Rule X.

What is Fame? and what is Glory?
A dream,'-a jester's lying story,
To tickle fools withal, or be

A theme for second infancy;

A joke scrawled on an epitaph;
A grin at Death's own ghastly laugh;
A visioning that tempts the eye,
But mocks the touch-nonentity;
A rainbow, substanceless as bright,
Flitting forever

O'er hill-top to more distant height,
Nearing us never;

A bubble blown by fond conceit,
In very sooth itself to cheat;
The witch-fire of a frenzied brain;
A fortune that to lose were gain;

A word of praise perchance of blame;
The wreck of a time bandied name;-
Ar,2 THIS IS GLORY! THIS IS FAME!

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1. Montezuma displayed all the energy and enterprise in the commencement of his reign, which had been anticipated from him.

2. His first expedition against a rebel province in the neighborhood was crowned with success, and he led back in triumph a throng of captives for the bloody sacrifice that was to grace his coronation. This was cele brated with uncommon pomp.

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2 Rule XXI., Rem 13.

3. Games and religious ceremonies continued for sev eral days, and among the spectators who flocked fron distant quarters, were some noble Tlascalans, the heredi tary enemies of Mexico. They were in disguise, hoping thus to elude detection.

4. They were recognized, however, and reported to the monarch. But he only availed himself of the information to provide them with honorable entertainment, and a good place for witnessing the games./This was a magnanimous act, considering the long cherished hostil ity between the nations.

5. In his first years, Montezuma was constantly engaged in war, and frequently led his armies in person./The Aztec banners were seen in the furthest provinces on the Gulf of Mexico, and the distant regions of Nicaragua and Honduras. The expeditions were generally successful and the limits of the empire were more widely extended than at any preceding period.

6. Meanwhile the monarch was not inattentive to the interior concerns of the kingdom. He made some important changes in the courts of justice; and carefully watched over the execution of the laws, which he enforced with stern severity.

7. He was in the habit of patrolling the streets of his capitol in disguise, to make1 himself personally acquainted with the abuses in it.,

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8. And with more questionable policy, it is said, he would sometimes try the integrity of his judges by tempting them with large bribes to swerve from their duty, and then call the delinquent to strict account for yielding to the temptation.

9. He liberally recompensed all who served him. He showed a similar munificent spirit in his public works, constructing and embellishing the temples, bringing water into the capitol by a new channel, and establishing hospital, cr retreat for invalid soldiers, in the city of Col huacan.

CHAPTER VI

LAND DISCOVERED.— [ROGERS.]

From the voyage of Columbus.

Twice in the zenith blazed the orb of light;
No shade, all sun, insufferably bright!
Then the long line found rest—in coral groves
Silent and dark, where the sea-lion roves:-
And all on deck, kindling to life again,
Seut forth their auxious spirits o'er the main.

“O whence, as wafted from Elysium, whence
These pertumes, strangers to the raptured sense?
These boughs of gold, and fruits of heavenly hue,
Tinging with vermeil light the billows blue?
And (thrice, thrice blessed is the eye that spied,
The hand that snatch'd it sparkling in the tide)
Whose cunning carved this vegetable bowl,
Symbol of social rites, and intercourse of soul?"
Such to their grateful ear the gush of springs,
Who course the ostrich, as away she wings;
Sons of the desert! who delight to dwell
Mid kneeling camels round the sacred well.
Who, ere the terrors of his pomp be past,
Fall to the demon in the red'ning blast.

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The sails were furl'd: with many a melting close, 20

Solemn and slow the evening anthem rose,

Rose to the Virgin. "Twas the hour of day,
When setting suns o'er summer seas display
A path of glory, opening in the west,

To golden climes, and islands of the blest;
And human voices, on the silent air,

Went o'er the waves in songs of gladness there!

EVENING PRAYEr at a girls' SCHOOL.-{HEMANS.]

Hush! 'tis a holy hour-the quiet room

Seems like a temple, while yon soft lamp sheds

A faint and starry radiance, through the gloom

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With all their clustering locks, untouched by care,
And bowed, as flowers are bowed with night-in prayer.

Gaze on,—'tis lovely! — childhood's lip and cheek,

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Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought—
Gaze-yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek,
And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought?
-Thou seest what grief must nurture for the sky,
What death must fashion for eternity!

Oh! joyous creatures, that will sink to rest
Lightly, when those pure orisons are done,
As birds with slumber's honey-dew oppressed;
'Midst the dim folded leaves, at set of sun

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Lift up your hearts!- though yet no sorrow lies

Dark in the summer-heaven of those clear eyes;

Though fresh within your breasts th' untroubled springs

Of hope make melody where'ere ye tread,

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And o'er your sleep bright shadows, from the wings

Of spirits visiting but youth, be spread;

Yet in those flute-like voices, mingling low,

Is woman's tenderness - how soon her woe!

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