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Excessive Joy.

1. Ye crags and peaks, I'm with you once again!
I hold to you the hands you first beheld,
To show they still are free. Methinks I hear
A spirit in your echoes answer me,

And bid your tenant welcome to his home
Again! O, sacred forms, how proud ye look!
How high you lift your heads into the sky!
How huge you are! how mighty and how free!
Ye are the things that tower, that shine, whose smile
Makes glad, whose frown is terrible, whose forms,
Robed or unrobed, do all the impress wear
Of awe divine. Ye guards of liberty!
I'm with you once again!—I call to you
With all my voice! I hold my hands to you
To show they still are free. I rush to you,
As though I could embrace you!

2. Go, ring the bells, and fire the guns,
And fling the starry banner out;
Shout "Freedom!" till your lisping ones
Give back their cradle shout;
Let boasted eloquence declaim

Of honor, liberty, and fame;

Still let the poet's strain be heard,
With "Glory" for each second word,

And every thing with breath agree

To praise our glorious liberty.

Shouting and Narrative.

Narrative.

An hour passed on; the Turk awoke;

That bright dream was his last;

He woke to hear his sentry's shriek,

Shouting.

"To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!"

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Narrative.

He woke to die 'midst flame, and smoke,
And shout, and groan, and saber-stroke,

And death-shots falling thick and fast
As lightnings from the mountain-cloud;
And heard, with voice as trumpet loud,
Bozarris a cheer his band;

Shouting.

"Strike― till the last armed foe expires;
Strike for your altars and your fires;
Strike for the green graves of your sires;
God, and your native land!"

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RULE 11. The language of anger, vexation, fear, alarm, and terror, is loud, high, vehement, and rapid in movement, varying, however, according to the intensity of excitement. The falling inflection prevails in the expression of these emotions.

Impatience, Anger, and Contempt.

Brutus. Go to; you are not Cassius.b

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Cas. Urge me no more; I shall forget myself:

Have mind upon your health; tempt me no further.

a Bozzaris, (Marco,) a Grecian commander, who fell in an attack on the Turks, at Lapsi, August 20th, 1823. He expired in the moment of victory. b Cassius, ( Caius,) the friend of Brutus, and a conspirator against Cæsar.

QUESTION. What is the rule for the language of anger, vexation, fear, alarm, and terror?

Bru. Away, slight man!

Cas. Is 't possible?

Bru. Hear me, for I will speak.

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

Shall I be frightened when a madman stares?
Cas. Must I endure all this?

Bru. All this? ay, more. Fret, till your proud heart break;

Go, show

your slaves how choleric you are,

And make your bondmen tremble.. Must I budge?
Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch
Under your testy humor?

You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish.

Cas. Is it come to this?

Bru. You say, you are a better soldier;

Let it appear so; make your vaunting true,

And it shall please me well. For mine own part,

I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

Cas. You wrong me every way—you wrong me, Brutus;

I said an elder soldier, not a better:

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Cas. When Cæsar lived, he durst not thus have moved me.

Bru. Peace, peace; you durst not so have tempted him.

Cas. I durst not?

Bru. No.

Cas. What! durst not tempt him?

Bru. For your life you durst not.

Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love;

I may do what I shall be sorry for.

Bru. You have done what you should be
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats;
For I am arm'd so strong in honesty,
That they pass by me as the idle wind
Which I respect not. I did send to you

For certain sums of gold, which

you

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denied me;

For I can raise no money by vile means:

I had rather coin my heart,

And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash,
By any indirection. I did send

To you for gold to pay my legions,

Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius?
Should I have answered Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all your thunder-bolts,
Dash him to pieces.

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Bru. I do not, till you practice them on me.
Cas. You love me not.

Bru. I do not like your faults.

Cas. A friendly eye could never see such faults.

Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they did appear

As huge as high Olympus.a

Olympus, a celebrated mountain in Macedonia.

Alarm and Fear.

Search, there; nay, probe me; search my wounded reins,

Pull-draw it out

Oh! I am shot! A forked burning arrow

Sticks across my shoulders; the sad venom flies

Like lightning through my flesh, my blood, my marrow.
Ha! what a change of torments I endure!

A bolt of ice runs hissing through my body;
"T is sure-the arm of death; give me a chair;
Cover me, for I freeze, my whole frame shakes;
Oh! 't is death! 't is death!

EXERCISE XV.

RULE 12. The language of authority, reproof, affirmation, denial, and defiance, generally requires a strong, full, energetic voice, with strong emphasis, varied movement, and falling inflection.

Authority.

Silence! obstreperous traitors!

Your throats offend the quiet of the city;

And thou who standest foremost of these knaves,

Stand back, and answer me a senator;

What have

you done? Do you

hear me?

do you know

Back, on your lives! treacherous cowards!

Do know me? look on me;

you

This honest sword I brandish? Back! back! I say.

QUESTION. What is the rule for the language of authority, reproof, affirmation, denial, and defiance?

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