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4. Some boast its presence in a Grecian face; Some, in a favorite warbler of the skies;

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But be not fooled! Whate'er thine eye may trace,
Seeking the Beautiful, it will arise:

Then seek it everywhere..

5. Thy bosom is its mint; the workmen are

Thy Thoughts, and they must coin for thee. Believing
The Beautiful exists in every star,

Thou mak'st it so; and art thyself deceiving,
If otherwise thy faith.

6. Dost thou see Beauty in the violet's cup?

I'll teach thee miracles. Walk on this heath,
And say to the neglected flowers,-"Look up,
And be ye beautiful!" If thou hast faith,
They will obey thy word.

7. One thing I warn thee: bow no knee to gold; Less innocent it makes the guileless tongue;

It turns the feelings prematurely old;

And they who keep their best affections young,
Best love the Beautiful.

QUESTIONS. 1. What rule for spelling deceiving with ei, and believing with ie, 5th stanza? Answer: All words of this class, in which the diphthong is preceded by the letter c, are spelled with ei; if the diphthong is preceded by any other letter, they are spelled with ie. 2. What is the meaning of the suffix less in the word guileless, 7th stanza? See Sanders' Union Speller, page 143.

* GRECIAN FACE. The ancient Grecians were distinguished for their symmetry and beauty, many proofs of which may be seen in those exquisite specimens of statuary which have been handed down to us as the beau-idéal of the Grecian form.

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LESSON LXIV.

THE BRIGHT FLOWERS.

ANON.

H! they look upward in every place

Through this beautiful world of ours;
And dear as the smile on an old friend's face
Is the smile of the bright, bright flowers.
They tell us of wanderings by wood and streams,
They tell us of lanes and trees;

But the children of showers and sunny beams
Have lovelier tales than these,-

(All the class) The bright, brIGHT FLOWERS!

2. They tell of a season when men were not,
When earth was by angels trod ;

And leaves and flowers at every spot
Burst forth at the call of God,-

When spirits, singing their hymns at even,

Wandered by wood and glade,

And the Lord looked down from the highest heaven, And blessed what He had made,

(All the class) The bright, brIGHT FLOWERS!

3. The blessing remaineth upon them still,
Though often the storm-cloud lowers;
And frequent tempests may soil and chill
The gayest of earth's fair flowers.
When Sin and Death, with their sister, Grief,

Made a home in the hearts of men,

The blessing of God in each tender leaf

Preserved in their beauty then

(All the class) THE BRIGHT, BRIGHT FLOWERS!

4. The lily is lovely as when it slept

On the waters of Eden's lake;

The woodbine breathes sweetly as when it crept
In Eden from brake to brake.

They were left as a proof of the loveliness

Of Adam and Eve's first home;

They are here as a type of the joys that bless
The just in the world to come,-

(All the class) THE BRIGHT, BRIGHT FLOWERS!

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LESSON LXV.

THE SUMMER RAIN.

HELEN MITCHELL.

H the rain, the beautiful rain!

0 Cheerily, merrily falls,

Beating its wings 'gainst the window-pane,

Trickling down the walls,

Over the meadow with pattering feet,

Kissing the clover-blossoms sweet,
Singing the blue-bells fast asleep,

Making the pendent willows weep,
Over the hillside brown,
Over the dusty town,

Merrily, cheerily, cometh it down,
The rain, the summer rain!

2. Oh the rain, the welcome rain!
Softly, kindly, it falls

On tiny flower and thirsting plain,
And vine by the cottage-walls;

Laughingly tipping the lily's cup,
It filleth the crystal chalice up,

Joyously greeting the earth that thrills

Through her thousand veins of gathering rills, —
Over the violet's bed,

Over the sleeping dead,
Cometh with kindly tread
The rain, the gentle rain!

3. Oh the rain, the cheering rain!

Drifting slowly, sweetly down,
Where spreading fields of golden grain
The sloping hillsides crown;
Flecking with dimples the lake's calm face,
Quickening the schoolboy's tardy pace,
Caressing a bud by a wayside stone,

Leaving a gem as it passes on,

In the daisy's breast,

On the thistle's crest,

And the buttercup richly blest

By the rain, the generous rain!

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LESSON LXVI.

A NOBLE REVENGE.

THOMAS DE QUINCEY.

YOUNG officer had so far forgotten himself, in a mo

ment of irritation, as to strike a private soldier, full of personal dignity, and distinguished for his courage. The inex'orable laws of military discipline forbade to the injured soldier any redress, he could look for no retaliation by acts. Words only were at his command; and, in a

tumult of indignation, as he turned away, the soldier said to his officer that he would "make him repent it." This, wearing the shape of a menace, naturally rekindled the officer's anger, and intercepted any disposition which might be rising within him toward a sentiment of remorse; and thus the irritation between the two young men grew hotter than before.

2. Some weeks after this, a partial action took place with the enemy. Suppose yourself a spectator, and looking down into a valley occupied by the two armies. They are facing each other, you see, in martial array. But it is no more than a skirmish which is going on; in the course of which, however, an occasion suddenly arises for a desperate service. A redoubt, which has fallen into the enemy's hands, must be recaptured at any price, and under circumstances of all but hopeless difficulty.

3. A strong party has volunteered for the service; there is a cry for somebody to head them: you see a soldier step out from the ranks to assume this dangerous leadership. The party moves rapidly forward; in a few minutes it is swallowed up from your eyes in clouds of smoke; for one half-hour, from behind these clouds you receive hieroglyphic reports of bloody strife, — fierce-repeating signals, flashes from the guns, rolling musketry, and exulting hurrahs, advancing or receding, slackening or redoubling.

4. At length, all is over; the redoubt has been recovered; that which was lost, is found again; the jewel which had been made captive, is ransomed with blood. Crimsoned with glorious gore, the wreck of the conquering party is relieved, and at liberty to return. From the river you see it ascending. The plume-crested officer in command rushes forward, with his left hand raising his hat in homage to the blackened fragments of what once was a

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