17. Besides the several pieces of morality to be drawn cut of this vision, I learned from it never to repine at my own misfortunes, or to envy the happiness of another, since it is impossible for any man to form a right judgment of his neighbor's sufferings; for which reason, also, I have determined never to think too lightly of another's complaints, but to regard the sorrows of my fellow-creatures with sentiments of humanity and compassion.

EXERCISE LXXVI.

PRIDE.

ALEXANDER POPE.

1 Of all the causes which conspire to blind
Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind,
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is Pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Whatever Nature has in worth denied,

She gives in large recruits of needful Pride!

For, as in bodies, thus in souls, we find
What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind :
Pride, where Wit fails, steps in to our defense,

And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
If once right reason drives that cloud away,
Truth breaks upon us with resistless day.
Trust not yourself; but, your defects to know,
Make use of every friend, and every foe.

A little learning is a dangerous thing!
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking largely sobers us again.
Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts,
In fearless youth we tempt the hights of Arts,

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While, from the bounded level of our mind,
Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind;
But, more advanced, behold with strange surprise
New distant scenes of endless science rise!

4. So, pleased at first, the towering Alps we try,
Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky;
Th' eternal snows appear already past,

And the first clouds and mountains seem the last:
But, those attained, we tremble to survey
The growing labors of the lengthened way;
Th' increasing prospect tires our wandering eyes,
Hills
peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise!

EXERCISE LXXVII.

JENNY LIND'S GREETING TO AMERICA.

BAYARD TAYLOR

1. I greet, with a full heart, the Land of the West,
Whose banner of stars o'er the world is unrolled;
Whose empire o'ershadows Atlantic's wide breast,

And opes to the sunset its gateway of gold!
The land of the mountain, the land of the lake,
And rivers that roll in magnificent tide,—

Where the sons of the mighty from slumber awake,
And hallow the soil for whose freedom they died '

2. Thou cradle of empire! though wide be the foam
That severs the land of my fathers and thee,
hear, from thy bosom, the welcome of home,
For song has a home in the hearts of the free!

And long as thy waters shall gleam in the sun,
And long as thy heroes remember their scars,

Be the hands of thy children united as one,

And peace shed her light on thy banner of stars.

They reined her hundred steeds;

They shouted at her palace gate,

(f.) "A noble Queen succeeds!"

3.

Her name has stirred the mountain's sleep,
Her praise has filled the town,

And mourners God had stricken deep,
Looked hearkening up, and did not weep.
Alone she wept,

Who wept to wear a crown!

She saw no purples shine,

For tears had dimmed her eyes;

She only knew her childhood's flowers

Were happier pageantries!

And while her heralds played their part,

Those million shouts to drown,

* When Queen Victoria was informed of her accession to the throne, on the death of her uncle, she was so affected with the consciousness of the heavy responsibilities which had in a moment fallen upon her, that she wept.

4.

5.

"God save the Queen," from hill to mart,

She heard through all her beating heart,
And turned and wept-

She wept to wear a crown!

God save thee, weeping Queen!
Thou shalt be well beloved!
The tyrant's scepter can not move
As those pure tears have moved!
The nature in thine eyes we see
That tyrants can not own,—
The love that guardeth liberties!
Strange blessing on the nation lies,
Whose sovereign wept-
Yea, wept to wear a crown!

God bless thee, weeping Queen!

With blessing more divine!

And fill with happier love than earth's

That tender heart of thine!

That when the thrones of earth shall be

As low as graves brought down,—

A pierced hand may give to thee

The crown which angels shout to see!
Thou wilt not weep

To wear that heavenly crown!

1. Coriolanus was a distinguished Roman Senator and general, who had rendered eminent services to the Republic. But these services were no security agair.st envy and popular prejudice. He was, at length, treated with great severity

and irgratitude, by the senate and people of Rome; and obliged to leave his country to preserve his life. Of a haughty and indignant spirit, he resolved to avenge himself; an-l, with this view, applied to the Volscians, the enemies of Rome, and tendered them his services against his native country.

2. The offer was cordially embraced, and Coriolanus was made general of the Volscian army. He recovered from the Romans all the towns they had taken from the Volsci; carried by assault several cities in Latium; and led his troops within five miles of the city of Rome. After several unsuccessful embassies from the Senate, all hope of pacifying the injured exile, appeared to be extinguished; and the sole business of Rome was to prepare, with the utmost diligence, for sustaining a siege.

3. The young and able-bodied men had instantly the guard of the gates and trenches assigned to them; while those of the veterans who, though exempt by their age from bearing arms, were yet capable of service, undertook the defense of the ramparts. The women, in the mean while, terrified by these movements, and the impending danger, into a neglect of their wonted decorum, ran tumultuously from their houses to the temples. Every sanctuary, and especially the temple of Jupiter Capitolinus,* resounded with the wailings and loud supplications of women, prostrate before the statues of their divinities.

4. In this general consternation and distress, Valeria (sister of the famous Valerius Poplicola), as if moved by a divine impulse, suddenly took her stand upon the top of the steps. of the temple of Jupiter, assembled the women about her, and, having first exhorted them not to be terrified by the greatness of the present danger, confidently declared, "That there was yet hope for the republic; that its preservation de pended upon them, and upon their performance of the duty they owed their country."

* So called from his temple on Mount Capitolinus