4. The maid on whose cheek, on whose brow, in whose eye Shone beauty and pleasure, her triumphs are by; And the memory of those that beloved her and prais'd, 5. The hand of the king, that the scepter hath borne, 6. The peasant whose lot was to sow and to reap, 7. The saint that enjoy'd the communion of Heaven, 8. So the multitude goes, like the flower and the weed, So the multitude comes-even there we behold, 9. For we are the same things that our fathers have been, We see the same sights that our fathers have seen; We drink the same streams, and we feel the same sun, And we run the same course that our fathers have run. 10. The thoughts we are thinking, our fathers would think; From the death we are shrinking from, they too would shrink; The life we are clinging to, they too would cling; 11. They loved-but their story we cannot unfold; They grieved-but no wail from their slumbers may come; 12. They died! (pl.) aye, they died; and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwellings a transient abode, 13. Yea, hope and despondence, and pleasure and pain, And the smile and the tear, and the song and the dirge, 14. 'Tis the twink of an eye, 'tis the draught of a breath, QUESTIONS.-1. How, according to the notation, should the first stanza be read? 2. How the eleventh and twelfth stanzas? 3. What direction is given for securing the distinct articulation of such words as fast-flitting, fast-flying, second line, first stanza? See Remark, page 15. EXERCISE LII. THE AMERICAN FOREST GIRL. MRS. HEMANS. 1. Wildly and mournfully the Indian drum A youth-a fair-haired youth of England stood, And his pressed lips looked marble. 2. Fiercely bright, And high around him, blazed the fires of night, As the wind passed, and, with a fitful glow, Known but to Heaven that hour? 3. Perchance a thought Of his far home then so intensely wrought, 4. Perchance the prayer Learned at her knee came back on his despair; The blessing from her voice, the very tone Of her "Good-night!" might breathe from boyhood gone! He started and looked up; thick cypress boughs, Full of strange sound, waved o'er him, darkly red In the broad stormy fire-light; savage brows, With tall plumes crested, and wild hues o'erspread, That happy hall in England! Idle fear! Would the winds tell ít ?—who might dream or hear 5. (8.) To the stake They bound him; and the proud young soldier strove His father's spirit in his breast to wake, Trusting to die in silence! He, the love 6. He thought upon his God. (p.) Hush! hark! a cry A step hath pierced the ring! Who dares intrude Springing, unmarked till then, as some lone flower, 8. “HE SHALL NOT DIE !" the gloomy forest thrilled To that sweet sound. A sudden wonder fell On the fierce throng; and heart and hand were stilled, 9. They gazed, their dark souls bowed before the maid, Something o'ermastered them from that young mien, Something of Heaven, in silence felt and seen; And, seeming to their child-like faith a token, That the Great Spirit by her voice had spoken. (8)They loosed the bonds that held their captive's breath; From his pale lips they took the cup of death; They quenched the brand beneath the cypress-tree; (f)" AWAY!" they cried, "young stranger, THOU ART FREE!" QUESTIONS.-1. Why the falling inflection on fear, 4th stanza! See Rule VIII., page 31. 2. What rule for the rising inflection on it, 4th stanza? 3. What, for the falling on forests, 4th stanza ? EXERCISE LIII. HONOR TO WOMEN. FROM THE GERMAN OF SCHILLER. 1. Honor to women! entwining and braiding, 2. Life's garland with roses forever unfading, In the vail of the graces all modestly kneeling, Love's band with sweet spells have they wreathed, have they blessed; And, tending with hands ever pure, have caressed The flame of each holy, each beautiful feeling. Ever truth's bright bounds out-ranges Man, and his wild spirit strives, 3. But the glances of women, enchantingly glowing, |