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I give thee all, - I can no more,

Though poor the off' ring be;
My heart and lute are all the store
That I can bring to thee."

My Heart and Lute
Who has not felt how sadly sweet

The dream of home, the dream of home,
Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet,
When far o'er sea or land we roam ?

The Dream of Home.
To Greece we give our shining blades.

Evenings in Greece. First Evening.
When thus the heart is in a vein
Of tender thought, the simplest strain
Can touch it with peculiar power.

Toid
If thou would'st have me sing and play

As once I play'd and sung,
First take this time worn lute away,
And bring one freshly strung.

If Thou would'st have Me sing and play
To sigh, yet feel no pain ;

To weep, yet scarce know why;
To sport an hour with Beauty's chain,
Then throw it idly by.

The Blue Stocking. Ay, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are!

From this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins, That shrunk at the first touch of Liberty's war,

or stagnate in chains.

On the Entry of the Austrians into Naples, 1821. This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas,

two eternities ! Lalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan. once wedded fast

Toidh

Be wasted for tyrants,

The past, the future,

But Faith, fanatic Faith,
To some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last.

1 This song was introduced in Kemble's “Lodoiska," act iii. sc. 1.

There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream.

Lalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khorasan.
Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun,
Grow pure by being purely shone upon.

Ibid.
One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.

Paradise and the Peri.
Take all the pleasures of all the spheres,
And multiply each through endless years, –
One minute of heaven is worth them all.

Ibid.

But the trail of the serpent is over them all.

Ibid. Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour,

I've seen my fondest hopes decay;
I never loved a tree or flower
But 't was the first to fade

away. I never nursd a dear gazelle,

To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well And love me, it was sure to die.

The Fire-Worshippers Oh for a tongue to curse the slave

Whose treason, like a deadly blight,
Comes o'er the councils of the brave,

And blasts them in their hour of might!
Beholding heaven, and feeling hell.
As sunshine broken in the rill,
Though turned astray, is sunshine still.
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!
Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.

Ibid.

Ibid.

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Alas! how light a cause may move
Dissension between hearts that love!
Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
And sorrow but more closely tied;
That stood the storm when waves were rough,
Yet in a sunny hour fall off,

MOORE. – DENMAN. — MOORE. – BROUGHAM. 527

Like ships that have gone down at sea
When heaven was all tranquillity.

Lalla Rookh. The Light of the Harem.
Love on through all ills, and love on till they die. Ibid.
And oh if there be an Elysium on earth,
It is this, it is this !

Ibid.
Humility, that low, sweet root
From which all heavenly virtues shoot.

The Loves of the Angels. The Third Angel's Story.

LORD DENMAN. 1779-1854.

A delusion, a mockery, and a snare.

O'Connell v. The Queen, 11 Clark and Finnelly Reports. The mere repetition of the Cantilena of lawyers can not make it law, unless it can be traced to some competent authority; and if it be irreconcilable, to some clear legal principle.

Ibid.

CLEMENT C. MOORE. 1779-1863.
T was the night before Christmas, when all through the

house
Not a creature was stirring, — not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

A Visit from St. Nicholas.

LORD BROUGHAM. 1779-1868. Let the soldier be abroad if he will, he can do nothing in this age. There is another personage,

a personage less imposing in the eyes of some, perhaps insignificant. The schoolmaster is abroad, and I trust to him, armed with his primer, against the soldier in full military array.

Speech, Jan. 29, 1828

In my mind, he was guilty of no error, he was chargeable with no exaggeration, he was betrayed by his fancy into no metaphor, who once said that all we see about us, kings, lords, and Commons, the whole machinery of the State, all the apparatus of the system, and its varied workings, end in simply bringing twelve good men into a box.

Present State of the Law, Feb. 7, 1828. Pursuit of knowledge under difficulties.' Death was now armed with a new terror.?

PAUL MOON JAMES. 1780–1854.

The scene was more beautiful far to the eye

Than if day in its pride had arrayed it. The Beacon. And o'er them the lighthouse looked lovely as hope, That star of life's tremulous ocean.

Ibid.

CHARLES MINER. 1780-1865.

When I see a merchant over-polite to his customers, begging them to taste a little brandy and throwing half his goods on the counter, - thinks I, that man has an axe to grind.

Who'll turn Grindstones, 8

1 The title given by Lord Brougham to a book published in 1830.

2 Brougham delivered a very warm panegyric upon the ex-Chancellor, and expressed a hope that he would make a good end, although to an ex. piring Chancellor death was now armed with a new terror.

CAMPBELL: Lives of the Chancellors, vol. vii. p. 163.

Lord St. Leonards attributes this phrase to Sir Charles Wetherell, who used it on the occasion referred to by Lord Campbell.

From Edmund Curll's practice of issuing miserable catch-penny lives of every eminent person immediately after his decease, Arbuthnot wittily styled him one of the new terrors of death." - CARRuthers: Life of Pope (second edition), p. 149.

From “Essays from the Desk of Poor Robert the Scribe," Doylestown Pa., 1815. It first appeared in the “Wilkesbarre Gleaner," 1811.

JOHN C. CALHOUN. 1782-1850.

The very essence of a free government consists in considering offices as public trusts, bestowed for the good of the country, and not for the benefit of an individual or a party

Speech, Feb. 13, 1835. A power has risen up in the government greater than the people themselves, consisting of many and various and powerful interests, combined into one mass, and held together by the cohesive power of the vast surplus in the banks.?

Speech, May 27, 1836.

DANIEL WEBSTER. 1782-1852.

(From Webster's Works. Boston. 1857.) Whatever makes men good Christians, makes them good citizens.

Speech at Plymouth, Dec. 22, 1820.8 Vol. i. p. 44. We wish that this column, rising towards heaven among the pointed spires of so many temples dedicated to God, may contribute also to produce in all minds a pious feeling of dependence and gratitude. We wish, finally, that the last object to the sight of him who leaves his native shore, and the first to gladden his who revisits it, may be something which shall remind him of the liberty and the glory of his country. Let it rise ! let it rise, till it meet the sun in his coming; let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and parting day linger and play on its summit!

Address on laying the Corner-Stone of the Bunker Hill

Monument, 1825. P. 62.

1 See Appendix, page 859.
? From this comes the phrase, “Cohesive power of public plunder.”

* This oration will be read five hundred years hence with as much rapture as it was heard. It ought to be read at the end of every century, and indeed at the end of every year, forever and ever. – JOHN ADAMS: Letter to Webster, Dec. 23, 1821,

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