Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share; 5. And there the vengeful Spartan fires his train. The chief replied: That post shall be my care, How would the sons of Troy, in arms renowned, Should Hector basely quit the field of fame? [ground, Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates; 7. I see thee trembling, weeping, captive led! 8. To bear the victor's hard commands, or bring The thoughts of glory past, and present shame, Thus having spoke, the illustrious chief of Troy Stretched his fond arms to clasp the lovely boy. The babe clung crying to his nurse's breast, Scared at the dazzling helm and nodding crest. With secret pleasure each fond parent smiled, And Hector hasted to relieve his child; The glittering terrors from his brows unbound, And placed the beaming helmet on the ground. Then kissed the child, and, lifting high in air, Thus to the gods preferred a father's prayer: 9. O thou! whose glory fills the ethereal throne, 10. 11. He spoke, and fondly-gazing on her charmis, Andromache! my soul's far better part! EXERCISE CVII. THE DESERT AND THE GARDEN. REV. HOLLIS REED. 1. Imagine yourself in the interior of India, on one of those boundless plains which characterize the country called the Deccan. Here the eye stretches in vain for a limit, unless some rising hillock breaks the prospect. Neither fence, nor helge, nor forest, interrupts the monotony of the scene. Not a tree relieves the eye, except it be near a well, or reser voir af water. 2. It was in the early part of June. Eight months had already elapsed since the fall of a single shower of rain. Not a shrub, not a blade of grass, not a relic of former vegetation was to be seen, except where the soil had been artificially irrigated. Here and there a shade-tree, or a fruit-tree, whose roots penetrate far beneath the surface, can survive the dearth of the hot season. Dreariness and desolation cover the land on every side. 3. At an early hour, we left our resting-place, a kind of caravansary. The atmosphere was slightly refreshing, though not cool. But no sooner had the sun appeared above the horizon, than we began to wither beneath the intensity of his rays. It was scarcely nine, when the hot wind, a kind of sirocco, commenced, which, added to the scorching of the heated earth, rendered traveling almost intolerable. We sought a place for shelter. 4. Casting our eyes to the left, we explored an immense waste plain, which apparently extended to the shore of an interminable ocean. Knowing well that we were in the interior of a great country, and far from sea, lake, or river, we recognized, for the first time, in this appearance, the mirage, or extraordinary optical illusion, formed by the refraction of a vertical sun from the heated earth. So perfect is the deception, that deer, and other animals, have died from exhaustion while pursuing the retiring phantom. 5. But, from the opposite side, we saw a reality, nearer at hand, and scarcely less wonderful,—a verdant spot, fresh and blooming. Fragrance in the midst of desolation. A fertile island in the bosom of an ocean of sand. Spring amid the deadness of autumn. Wearied by travel, and almost suffocated by dust and heat, we drew near as to the “shadow of a great rock in a weary land." 6. How cheering amidst such desolation, how refreshing to the pilgrim beneath the rays of a tropical sun, to behold a green field, a cool, fair garden, whose trees bend with fruit, whose flowers diffuse perfume, whose atinosphere breathes the salubrity of a temperate clime! Hasting to this enchanted spot, we pitched our tent beneath the thick foliage and wide-spreading branches of a tamarind tree. 7. How changed the scene! It was a garden of several acres in extent. Every plant and flower, every shrub and tree, was clad in the richest verdure. Here was a compartment filled with healthful vegetables. Near it was ripening grain, corn in "the blade, or in the ear;" then a tuft of trees, loaded with blossoms, or enriched with perfected fruit. The tamarind the mango, and the orange, the lemon and pome granate, the citron and banana, were here in their glory. Here, also, were the rose, the lily, the jasmine, and countless other flowers peculiar to the tropics, and the luxuriant vineyard, maturing its rich clusters. And, among the embowering verdure, the warbling songsters found a pleasant retreat from the tyrant rage of an Indian sun. 8. What a contrast with the surrounding country! What a fulfillment of the sublime promise of the Hebrew prophet: "The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad, and the desert rejoice and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing; the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon.' 9. But what caused this sudden springing forth of beauty? A fountain was there, deep and broad, sending forth copious streams to fructify the surrounding region. Fertility in the East depends much on an artificial supply of water. If this can be freely commanded, vegetation is rapid and abundant. The intense heat, and plentiful moisture, make even barrenness prolific. Seed-time and harvest meet. A succession of crops, thrice, or even four times, in a year, are realized. Spring, summer, and autumn blend in one continued harvesthymn of praise. 10. The garden, or field, is usually divided into compartments of fifteen or twenty square feet. In the center is a fountain or well, and near it a small reservoir. From thence, |