Who, finally, in strong integrity Of soul, 'midst want, or riches, or disgrace, Now shrill with praise, now hoarse with foul reproach, Alone, the approbation of his God, Which still with conscience witnessed to his peace. 8. Praise of Virtue. Pollok. Know thou this truth, enough for man to know, The only point, where human bliss stands still See the sole bliss, Heaven could on all bestow, Learns, from this union of the rising whole, 9. The Vanity of Life. Reason thus with life ; If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing Pope. That none but fools would keep; a breath thou art: Are nurs'd by baseness: thou art by no means valiant; Of a poor worm: thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provokest; yet grossly fear'st Shakspeare. XIV.-Pause, Inflections of Voice, and Special Emphasis. Words in ROMAN CAPITALS are especially emphatic, and to be used with the rising Inflection. INTERROGATION. Interrogation, in its simplest form, is merely the asking of a question; but it is frequently used as a figure of speech, and, in such case, adds great force to eloquence in general, but especially to direct personal appeals. Interrogation is denoted by the sign (?). The word on which the main stress of the interrogation is laid, must be read (however placed in the sentence) with marked, but not violent and loud, Emphasis. Questions usually terminate with the suspending pause; and if asked by a Verb, with the rising inflection. Questions commencing with Pronouns and Adverbs, terminate with the falling inflection. In a series of questions separated by or, the first takes the rising inflection, and the remainder ordinarily the falling inflection. Here, however, as in other instances, the aim of the reader must be to adapt his voice to the nature of the subject. Antitheses and Contrasts involved in Interrogations, must be marked as nearly as circumstances allow, as previously described. An answer to a question returns to the ordinary pitch, and follows the rules already given. SIMULTANEOUS EXERCISES. 1. Shall a good man' feel no indignation against INJUSTICE and BARBARITY? 2. Have I no interest at ALL? Can I be contented with none - but one SEPARATE and DETACHED? 3. Am I not related to the very EARTH ITSELF? Are such abilities' made for NO PURPOSE? Would he give us talents that are NOT to be EXERTED? Would he give us capacities' that are NEVER to be GRATIFIED? 4. Twenty months are passed', - WHO shall restore them`? 5. When the thoughts are once disadjusted' - WHY are they not always in confusion? How is it - that they are rallied in a moment'? - and from the wildest irregularity - reduced to the most ORDERLY ARRAY? 6. WHO distributes those pendulous floods through all the borders of the EARTH? To WHOм shall we ascribe the niceness of contrivance', which now emits', now restrains' them? - sometimes drives their humid train to ONE PLACE', - sometimes to ANOTHER? and dispenses them to this soil' in LARGER in smaller cOMMUNICATIONS? to that 7. Was not her pride' more intolerable` than his LEVITY? Was not her rapine more intolerable` than his PROFUSENESS? 8. Suppose we should have the fortune to conquer for Stephen' will victory teach him MODERATION? will he learn from security that regard to our liberties which he could' not' learn' from DANGER"? 1. PRACTICE. Fret', till your proud heart' break`; 2. Q. Hold you the watch TO-NIGHT? A. We do', my lord. 3. To purchase Heaven', has GOLD the POWER? unbought'. Dr. Johnson. 4. Reft of thy sons', amid' thy foes' forlorn - viewed? WHERE now thy might', subdued`? which all those kings' Bp. Heber. 5. It must be so Plato', thou reason'st' well'; Else WHENCE this pleasing hope', this fond' desire', This longing' after immortality'? Or WHENCE this secret' dread', and inward' horror Of falling into naught'? WHY shrinks' the soul` Back on herself, and startles' at destruction'? 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within' us'; Tis Heaven' itself', that points' out' a hereafter, And intimates' Eternity to man'. Addison. 6. Extracts from the Philippics of Demosthenes. But when, my Countrymen, will you begin to exert your vigour? Do you wait till roused by some dire |