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thirdly', - with regard to those who treat it as chimerical' - and turn it into ridicule'.

4. Complaisance renders a superior' amiable', - an equal agreeable', - and an inferior acceptable'.

5. To be wise in our own eyes', - to be wise in the opinion of the world', and to be wise in the sight of our Creator', - are three things so very different - as rarely to coincide'.

6. Be thou an example of the believers' - in word', in conversation', - in charity', - in spirit', - in faith', in purity':

7. There is an enduring tenderness' in the love of a mother' to a son' that transcends all other affections of the heart'. It is neither to be chilled by selfishness', nor daunted by danger', - nor weakened by worthlessness', - nor stifled by ingratitude'. She will sacrifice every comfort' to his convenience'; - she will surrender every pleasure to bis enjoyment'; - she will glory in his fame', - and exult in his prosperity'. If misfortune overtake him, he will be the dearer to her from his misfortunes'; - and if disgrace' settle upon his name', she will still love' and cherish' him, in spite of his disgrace'; - and if all the world' beside' cast' him off', she will be all' the world' to him'.- Washington Irving. 8. Be it a weakness', - it deserves our praise',

We love the play-place' of our early days';
The scene is touching', - and the heart is stone', -
That feels not at that sight - and feels at none'.
The wall' - on which we tried our growing skill', -
The very name' we carved', - subsisting still'; -
The beach'- on which we sat', - while deep employ'd', -
Though mangled", - hack'd', - and - hew'd', not yet

The little ones' - unbuttoned', - glowing hot', -
Playing our games', - and on the very spot';
As happy as we once', - to kneel and draw
The chalky ring', - ard knuckle down at taw'; -

To pitch the ball' - into the grounded hat", -
Or drive it devious' - with a dextrous pat'; -
The pleasing spectacle - at once excites
Such recollection of our own delights', -
That, - viewing' it - we seem almost to obtain'
Our innocent', - sweet', - simple' years again'.
This fond attachment to the well-known place', -
Whence first we started into life's long race', -
Maintains its hold' with such unfailing' sway,
We feel it' - even in age' - and - at our latest' day'.

Cowper. PRACTICE.* In the following ExamPLES, the place of the Pause is denoted by a small blank space. 1. High virtue' is the object which all mankind are formed to admire'; and therefore, epic poems are' and must be favourable' to the cause of virtuel In such poems', valour', truth', justice', fidelity', friendship, piety', magnanimity are the objects which are presented to our minds', under the most splendid' and honourable colours'. In behalf of virtuous personages', our affections' are engaged'; in their designs', and their distresses', we are interested'; the generous and public affections are awakened'; the mind is purified from sensual and mean' pursuits', and becomes, as it were, accustomed to take part in great and heroic enterprises'.-Blair.

2. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my child

hood', When fond recollection presents them to view; The orchard', the meadow', the deep-tangled wild

wood', And every lov'd spot that my infancy' knew'; • Understand Individual Practice ;-the preceding examples should be used for the same purpose also.

The wide-spreading pond', and the mill' which stood

by it', The bridge', and the rock' where the cataract

fell; The cot of my father, and the dairy-house' nigh iť, And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well'.


3. By ceaseless action' all that is' subsists':

Constant rotation of the unwearied wheel',
That nature' rides upon’; maintains her health',
Her beauty, her fertility

: She dreads
An instant's pause', and lives' but while she moves'.
Its own revolvency' upholds' the world'.
Winds from all quarters agitate the air,
And fit the limpid element for use',
Else noxious': oceans', rivers', lakes', and

streams', All feel the fresh'ning impulse', and are cleansed' By restless undulation": e'en the oak' Thrives' by the rude concussion of the storm'.



4. Afflictions in Poverty. The glowing minds of the young soon close above the wound of sorrow; their elastic spirits soon rise above the pressure; their green and subtle affections soon twine round new objects. But the sorrows of the poor, who have no outward appliances to sooth; the sorrows of the aged, with whom life at best is but a wintry day, and who can look for no after-growth of joy; the sorrows of a widow, aged, solitary, destitute, mourning over an only son, the last solace of her years ;—these are indeed sorrows, which make us feel the impotency of consolation.-Washington Irving.

5. The Forbearances of Social Life. 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 which 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:Dr. Johnson.

6. Variety of News. These various news I heard, of love and strife, Of peace and war, health, sickness, death, and life; Of loss and gain, of famine and of store, Of storms at sea, and travels on the shore, Of prodigies, and portents seen in air, Of fire and plagues, and stars with blazing hair; Of turns of fortune, changes in the state, Of falls of favourites, projects of the great, Of old mismanagements, taxations new,All neither wholly false, nor wholly true.

Pope. 7. The Cid's * Funeral. The Moor had beleaguered Valencia's towers, And lances gleamed up through her citron bowers, And the tents of the desert had girt her plain, And camels were trampling the vines of Spain,

For the Cid was gone to rest.

* Don Roderigo Dios de Bivar, conqueror of Valencia from the Moors.

There were men from wilds, where the death-wind

There were spears from hills, where the lion sleeps,
There were bows from sands, where the ostrich runs,
For the shrill horn of Afric had called her sons

To the battles of the west.
There was arming heard in Valencia's halls,
There was vigil kept on the rampart walls ;
Stars had not faded, nor clouds turn'd red,
When the knights had girded the noble dead,
And the burial train moved out.

Felicia Hemans.

8. The Mountain Prospect. Pleasant were many scenes, but most to me The solitude of vast extent, untouched By hand of art, where Nature sowed And reap'd her crops; whose garments were the clouds; Whose minstrels, brooks; whose lamps the moon and

stars; Whose organ-choir, the voice of many waters; Whose banquets, morning dews; whose heroes, storms; Whose warriors, mighty winds; whose lovers, flowers; Whose orators, the thunderbolts of God; Whose palaces, the everlasting hills ; Whose ceiling, heaven's unfathomable blue; And from whose rocky turrets, battled high, Prospect immense spread out on all sides round, Lost now between the welkin and the main, Now wall’d with hills, that slept above the storm.

Pollok. 9. A Suppliant's Misery. Ah ! little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What mis’ry 'tis in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent, To waste long nights in pensive discontent,

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