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8. To learn A, B, C, is felt to be extremely irksome by the infant, who cannot comprehend what it is for. The boy, forced to school, cons over his dull lesson because he must, but feels no amusement or satisfaction in it. The labor he is obliged to undergo is not small; the privations of pleasure and activity, he regrets still more ; and all for what? To learn what he does not like ; to force into his mind words to which he attaches no ideas, or ideas which appear to him to be of no value; [because] he cannot put them to any proper use.

Youth is not aware, that not for present use is all this designed. The dull, laborious, but necessary routine, like plowing and sowing the land, is in hopes of reaping abundance, at some not very distant season. Education is not the end, but only the means. — Taylor.

9. The voice of the world had whispered to Columbus that the world is one ; and as he went forth toward the west, ploughing a wave which no European keel had entered, it was his high purpose not merely to open new paths to islands or to continents, but to bring together the ends of the earth, and join ali nations in commerce and spiritual life. - Bancroft.

10. To a limited apprehension, it would seem as if the greater part of the existence here allotted us, were little more than an apprenticeship to the business of living; and that, if ever we come to understand our authentic position and relations in the world, and how our time and talents might have been wisely and most effectually employed, it is at a stage of life, when the journey is drawing to a close, and hardly an opportunity is left us to turn what we have been learning to account. -R. Chambers.

11. We never, in a moral way, applaud or blame either ourselves or others for what we enjoy or what we suffer ; or for having impressions made upon us which we consider as being altogether out of our power: but only for what we do, or would have done had it been in our power; or for what we leave undone which we might have done, or would have left undone though we could have done it. —Bp. Butler.

12. Resisting or not, however, we are doomed to suffer a bitter pang as often as the irrecoverable flight of our time is brought home with keenness to our hearts. The spectacle of a lady floating over the sea in a boat, and waking suddenly from sleep to find her magnificent ropes of pearl necklace, by some ac lent detached at one end from its fastenings, the loose string hanging down into the water, and pearl after pearl slipping off forever into the abyss, brings before us the sadness of the case.De Quincey.

13. Glowing with a vivid conception of these truths, so wonderful and so indisputable, let me ask, whether, among all the spectacles which earth presents, and which angels might look down upon with an ecstasy too deep for utterance, is there one fairer and more enrapturing to the sight than that of a young man, just fresh from the Creator's hands, and with the unspent energies of the coming eternity wrapped up in his bosom, surveying and recounting, in the solitude of his closet, or in the darkness of midnight, the mighty gifts with which he has been endowed, and the magnificent career of usefulness and of blessedness, which has been opened before him; and resolving, with one all-concentrating and all-hallowing vow, that he will live, true to the noblest capacities of his being, and in obedience to the highest law of his naturel-Horace Mann.

14. Could every man apply himself to [the] employments which are most suited to his capabilities, and, in his appointed calling, work only with a view to serviceable, sincere, and ennobling results, the measure of his achievements might still, perchance, fall short of his original aspirations ; but, being commensurate with his powers, and conformable to the eternal laws, it could not fail to yield him that assurance of security and contentment which, by necessity, proceeds from all faithfulness of action.- Chambers.

15. Where American liberty raised its first voice, and where its youth was nurtured and sustained, there it still lives, in the strength of its manhood, and full of its original spirit. If discord and disunion shall wound it; if party strife and blind ambition shall hawk at and tear it; if folly and madness, if uneasiness under salutary restraint, shall succeed to separate it from that Union, by which alone its existence is made sure, it will stand, in the end, by the side of that cradle in which its infancy was rocked; it will stretch forth its arm with whatever of vigor it may still retain, over the friends who gathered around it; and it will fall at last, if fall it must, amid the proudest monuments of its glory, and on the very spot of its origin. - Webster. 16. So live, that when thy summons comes to join

The innumerable caravan, that moves
To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch

About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.Bryant. 17. Of chance or change, 0 let not man complain,

Else shall he never, never cease to wail ;
For, from the imperial dome, to where the swain
Rears the lone cottage in the silent dale,
All feel th' assaults of Fortune's fickle gale;

Art, empire, Earth itself, to change are doom'd ;
Earthquakes have raised to heaven the humble vale,
And gulfs the mountain's mighty mass entomb'd ;
And where th' Atlantic rolls, wide continents have bloom'd.

- Beattie. 18. The One remains, the many change and pass ;

Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows iy;
Life, like a dome of many-colored glass,
Stains the white radiance of eternity,
Until Death tramples it to fragments. -Die,
If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek!
Follow where all is fled !-Rome's azure sky,
Flowers, ruins, statues, music, -words are weak

The glory they transfuse, with fitting truth to speak. --Shelley. 19. The honey-bee, that wanders all day long

The field, the woodland, and the garden o'er,

To gather in his fragrant winter store,
Humming in calm content his quiet song,
Seeks not alone the rose's glowing breast,

The lily's dainty cup, the violet's lips ;

But from all rank and noisome weeds he sips
The single drop of sweetness ever pressed
Within the poisoned chalice. Thus, if we

Seek only to draw forth the hidden sweet

In all the varied human flowers we meet
In the wide garden of humanity,
And, like the bee, if home the spoil we bear,

Hived in our hearts, it turns to nectar there.-A. C. Lynch. 20. And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves,

Dewy with Nature's tear-drops, as they pass,
Grieving, if aught inanimate ere grieves,
Over the unreturning brave,-alas !
Ere evening to be trodden like the grass,
Which now beneath them, but above shall grow
In its next verdure, when the fiery mass
Of living valor, rolling on the foe,

And burning with high hope, shall molder cold and low.– Byron. 21. Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate,

All but the page prescribed, their present state ;
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know ;
Or who could suffer being here below ?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day,

Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ?
Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Oh blindness to the future! kindly given
That each may fill the circle mark’d by Heaven,
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurled,

And now a bubble burst, and now a world. —Pope. 22. As thus the snows arise ; and, foul and fierce.

All Winter drives along the darkened air;
In his own loose-revolving fields, the swain
Disaster'd stands ; sees other hills ascend,
Of unknown joyless brow; and other scenes,
Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain ;
Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid
Beneath the formless wild ; but wanders on
From hill to dale, still more and more astray ;
Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps,
Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home
Rush on his nerves, and call their vigor forth

In many a vain attempt. -Thomson.
23. O treacherous conscience! while she seems to sleep

On rose and myrtle, lull'd with syren song;
While she seems, nodding o'er her charge, to drop
On headlong appetite the slacken'd rein,
And give us up to license, unrecall'd,
Unmark'd ;-see, from behind her secret stand,
The sly informer minutes every fault,
And her dread diary with horror fills.
Not the gross act alone employs her pen:
She reconnoiters fancy's airy band,
A watchful foe! the formidable spy,
Listening, o'erhears the whispers of our camp;
Our dawning purposes of heart explores,

And steals our embryos of iniquity.-Young. 24. Look, as I blow this feather from my face,

And as the air blows it to me again,
Obeying with my wind when I do blow,
And yielding to another when it blows,
Commanded always by the greater gust;
Such is the lightness of you common men.-Shakspeare.

25. Nature never did betray

The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege
Through all the years of this our life, to lead
From joy to joy; for she can so inform
The mind that is within us, so impress
With quietness and beauty, and so feed
With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues,
Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men
Shall e'er prevail against us, or distrust
Our cheerful faith that all which we behold

Is full of blessings. — Wordsworth,
26. O, Adam, one Almighty is, from whom

All things proceed, and up to him return,
If not depraved from good, created all
Such to perfection, one first matter all,
Endued with various forms, various degrees
Of substance, and in things that live, of life;
But more refined, more spirituous, and pure,
As nearer to him placed, or nearer tending,
Each in their sev'ral active spheres assign'd,
Till body up to spirit work, in bounds
Proportioned to each kind.-Milton.

Exercise XVIII.


The examples here given, with the subjoined references and annotations,

are designed to illustrate, and exercise the pupil in, the various Observations, Exceptions, and Notes under the Sections upon Analysis, and the Rules of Syntax. The Praxis is the same as in the preceding Syntactical Exercises.


The philosopher, the saint, or the hero—the wise, the good, or the great manvery often lies hid and concealed in a plebeian, which a a proper education might have disinterred and brought to light. --Addison.

Knowest thou not this of old, since man was placed upon the earth, that the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite butb for a moment.Job xx., 4, 5.

a Note V., Rule XIV. bObs. 4, Rule III,

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