"Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
In poets as true genius is but rare,
True taste as seldom is the critic's share.

All are but parts of one stupendous whole,
Whose body Nature is, and God the soul:
That changed through all, and yet in all the same,
Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame,
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees;
Lives through all life, extends through all extent,
Spreads undivided, operates unspent ;
Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part,
As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart;

As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns,
As the rapt seraph that adores and burns:
To Him no high, no low, no great, no small;
He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all!
All nature is but art unknown to thee;

All chance direction which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony not understood;

All partial evil, universal good:

And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,

One truth is clear, Whatever is is right.

Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.

The evil that men do lives after them:

The good is oft interred with their bones :
So let it be with Cæsar! The noble Brutus
Hath told you, Cæsar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
And grievously hath Cæsar answered it.

RULE X. Whenever a sentence requires the tones of mockery, sarcasm, or irony, the circumflex should be used; as,

So, then, you are the author of this conspiracy against me? It is to you that I am indebted for all the mischief that has befallen me. Madam, you have my father much offended.

RULE XI. In solemn and sublime passages, the monotone should be used to give force and dignity to the expression; as,

High on a thrōne of royal state, which fär
Outshōne the wealth of Ormus or of Ind,

Or when the gorgeous East, with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat.

RULE XII. The ultimate member of a commencing series should end with the rising inflection: the preceding members should be varied according to the taste of the reader; as,

Jòy, grièf, love, admiràtion, devótion, are all of them passions which are naturally musical.

The prèsence, knówledge, pówer, wisdom, and goódness of God must all be unbounded.

Next then, you authors, be not you severe ; —

Why, what a swarm of scribblers have we here!

One, two, thrée, four, five, six, séven, éight, nìne, tén,

All in one row, and brothers of the pen.

RULE XIII. The penultimate member of a concluding series should have the rising inflection: the preceding ones should be varied according to the taste of the reader; as,

The fruit of the spirit is lòve, jòy, pèace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, mèekness, tèmperance.

True gentleness teaches us to bear one another's bùrdens, to rejoice with those who rejòice; to weep with those who wèep; to please every one his neighbor for his good; to be kind and tender-hearted; to be pitiful and courteous; to support the weak; and to be patient towards all men.

* SERIES denotes an enumeration of particulars.

A commencing series begins, but does not end a sentence.

A concluding series is that which ends a sentence, whether it begins it

or not.

A series consisting of one word in each particular, is called a simple series.

A series, where each member is compounded of several words, is called a compound series.

SENTENCES ILLUSTRATIVE OF THE SERIES.

I consider a human soul without education like marble in the quarry; which shows none of its inherent beauties till the skill of the polisher fetches out the colors, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot, and vein that runs through the body

of it.

Sincerity is to speak as we think, to do as we pretend and profess, to perform and make good what we promise, and really to be what we would seem and appear to be.

The brightness of the sky, the lengthening of the days, the increasing verdure of the spring, the arrival of any little piece of good news, or whatever carries with it the most distant glimpse of joy, is frequently the parent of a social and happy conversation.

He who resigns the world has no temptation to envy, hatred, malice, or anger, but is in constant possession of a serene mind: he who follows the pleasures of it—which are in their very nature disappointing — is in constant search of care, solicitude, remorse, and confusion.

If we suppose that there are superior beings who look into the ways of men, (as it is highly probable there are, both from reason and revelation,) how different must be their notions of us from those which we are apt to form of one another! —A contemplation of God's work, a voluntary act of justice to our own detriment, a generous concern for the good of mankind, tears shed in silence for the misery of others, a private desire of resentment broken and subdued, an unfeigned exercise of humility or any other virtue, are such actions as are glorious in their sight, and denominate men great and reputable. The most famous among us are often looked upon with pity and contempt, or with indignation; while those who are more obscure are regarded with love, with approbation and esteem.

In fair weather, when my heart is cheered, and I feel that exultation of spirits which results from light and warmth, joined with a beautiful prospect of nature, I regard myself as one placed by the hands of God in the midst of an ample theatre, in which the sun, moon, and stars, the fruits also and vegetables of the earth, perpetually changing their positions or their aspects, exhibit an elegant entertainment to the understanding, as well as to the eye. Thunder

and lightning, rain and hail, the painted bow, and the glaring comets, are decorations of this mighty theatre; and the sable hemisphere, studded with spangles, the blue vault at noon, the glorious gildings and rich colors in the horizon, I look on as so many successive scenes.

Complaisance renders a superior amiable, an equal agreeable, and an inferior acceptable. It smooths distinction, sweetens conversation, and makes every one in the company pleased with himself. It produces good nature and mutual benevolence, encourages the timorous, soothes the turbulent, humanizes the fierce, and distinguishes a society of civilized persons from a party of savages. In a word, complaisance is a virtue that blends all orders of men together in a friendly intercourse of words and actions, and is suited to that equality in human nature which every one ought to consider, so far as is consistent with the order and economy of the world.

Should the greater part of people sit down and draw up a particular account of their time, what a shameful bill it would be! so much in eating, drinking, and sleeping, beyond what nature requires; so much in revelling and wantonness; so much for the recovery of last night's intemperance; so much in gaming, plays, and masquerades ; so much in paying and receiving formal and impertinent visits; so much in idle and foolish prating; so much in censuring and reviling our neighbors; so much in dressing out our bodies and in talking of fashions; and so much wasted and lost in doing nothing at all.

If we would have the kindness of others, we must endure their follies. He who cannot persuade himself to withdraw from society, must be content to pay a tribute of his time to a multitude of tyrants; to the loiterer, who makes appointments he never keeps; to the consulter, who asks advice he never takes; to the boaster, who blusters only to be praised; to the complainer, who whines only to be pitied; to the projector, whose happiness is to entertain his friends with expectations which all but himself know to be vain; to the economist, who tells of bargains and settlements; to the politician, who predicts the consequence of deaths, battles, and alliances; to the usurer, who compares the state of the different funds; and to the talker, who talks only because he loves to be talking.

Vice is the cruel enemy which renders men destructive to men; which racks the body with pain, and the mind with remorse; which produces strife, faction, revenge, oppression, and sedition; which em

oroils society, kindles the flames of war, takes away peace from life, and hope from death; which brought forth death at first, and has ever since clothed it in all its terrors; which arms Nature and the God of Nature against us; and against which it has been the business of all ages to find out provisions and securities, by various institutions, laws, and forms of government.

It pleases me to think that I, who know so small a portion of the works of the Creator, and with slow and painful steps creep up and down on the surface of this globe, shall, ere long, shoot away with the swiftness of imagination; trace out the hidden springs of nature's operations; be able to keep pace with the heavenly bodies in the rapidity of their career; be a spectator of the long chain of events in the natural and moral worlds; visit the several apartments of creation; know how they are furnished and how inhabited; comprehend the order and measure, the magnitude and distances, of these orbs, which, to us, seem disposed without any regular design, and set all in the same circle; observe the dependence of the parts of each system; and (if our minds are big enough) grasp the theory of the several systems upon one another, from whence results the harmony of the universe.

Delightful task! to rear the tender thought,
To teach the young idea how to shoot;
To pour the fresh instruction over the mind,
To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix
The generous purpose in the glowing breast.

Ten thousand thousand fleet ideas, such
As never mingled with the vulgar dream,
Crowd fast into the philosophic mind.
As fast the correspondent passions rise,
As varied and as high; devotion raised
To rapture and divine astonishment;
The love of nature unconfined, and chief
Of human race; the large ambitious wish
To make them blest; the sigh for suffering worth
Lost in obscurity; the noble scorn

Of tyrant pride; the fearless great resolve;
The wonder which the dying patriot draws,
Inspiring glory through remotest.time;

Th' awakened throb for virtue and for fame;