He raised a mortal to the skics; I. On Linden, when the sun was low, II. But Linden saw another sight, III. By torch and trumpet fast array'd Each horseman drew his battle blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. IV. Then shook the hills with thunder riv'n, And louder than the bolts of heaven, V. And redder yet those fires shall glow, And darker yet shall be the flow VI. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war.clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. VII. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave! And charge with all thy chivalry! VIII. Ah! few shall part where many meet, WHEN Music, heavenly maid! was young, From the supporting myrtles round, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, CAMPBELL And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down; The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of wo; The doubling drum with furious heat: And though, sometimes, each dreary pause" between, Dejected Pity at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, [head. While each strain'd ball of sight-seemed bursting from his Thy numbers, Jealousy, to nought were fix'd; Sad proof of thy distressful state; Of differing themes the veering song was mix'd: And, now it courted Love; now, raving, call'd on Hate With eyes uprais'd, as one inspired, Pale Melancholy sat retir'd; And, from her wild sequester'd seat, In notes, by distance made more sweet, Through glades and glooms, the mingled measure stole, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away. But, Oh, how alter'd was its sprightlier tone! Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Peeping forth from alleys green; Brown Exercise rejoic'd to hear; And Sport leap'd up and seiz'd'his beechen spear. He with viny crown advancing, First to the lively pipe his hand address'd— To some unwearied minstrel dancing: Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round, And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, COLLINS. XII. ENUMERATION, OR AMPLIFICATION. Enumeration is that figure which numbers up the perfections or defects of persons or things, or which brings under one head the several parts of an argument, and, like the concentration of artillery in battle, when brought to act upon any given point, bears down all before it. This figure admits of various modes of delivery, agreeably to the nature of the subjects which may be enumerated, but monotone is recurred to oftener than any other mode. Examples. "Heavens! what a goodly prospect spreads around THOMSON'S SEASONS. "O now forever, Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! TRAGEDY OF OTHELLO. Is it come to this? shall an inferior magistrate, a governor, who holds his whole power of the Roman people, in a Roman province, within sight of Italy, bind, scourge, torture with fire and red hot plates of iron, and at last, put to the infamous death of the cross, a Roman citizen? Shall neither the cries of innocence expiring in ago ny, nor the tears of pitying spectators, nor the majesty of the Roman Commonwealth, nor the fear of the justice of his country, restrain the licentious and wanton cruelty of a monster, who, in confidence of his riches, strikes at the root of liberty and sets mankind at defiance ?" CICERO AGAINST VERRES. "I cannot name this gentleman, without remarking, that his labors, and writings, have done much to open the eyes and the hearts of mankind. He has visited all Europe-not to survey the sumptuousness of palaces, or the stateliness of temples; not to make accurate measurements of the remains of ancient grandeur, nor to form a scale of the curiosities of modern art; not to collect medals, or collate manuscripts; but to dive into the depths of dungeons; to plunge into the infection of hospitals; to survey the mansions of sorrow and of pain, and to take the guage and dimensions of misery, depression, and contempt; to remember the forgotten; to attend to the neglected; to visit the forsaken; and to compare, and collate, the distresses of all men in all countries." BURKE'S EULOGIUM ON HOWARD. Extract from a Sermon of the Rev. Thomas Gisborne, M. A. on the happiness attendant on the paths of religion. "Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace." PROV. iii. 17. 66 Among the internal demonstrations of the truth of christianity, the excellence of the appropriate lessons respectively addressed in the sacred writings to different descriptions of men, holds a distinguished place. To the wicked the scripture speaks the language of indig. nation, tempered with offers of mercy. To the penitent it promises |