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To tell the secrets of my prison-house,
I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood;
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ;
Thy knotted and combin-ed locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the fretful porcupine:
But this eternal blāzon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O list! -
If thou didst ever thy dear father love,
Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.

5. MONOTONE WITH TRANSITION.
They cannot render back
The golden bowl that 's broken at the fountain,
Or mend the wheel that’s broken at the cistern,
Or twist again the silver cord that 's loosed.
Yea! life for life, vile bankrupts as they are,
Their worthless lives, for his of countless price,
Is their whole wherewithal to pay the debt.

$ 58. Exercises in Parenthesis. Read the Remarks, $ 31, p. 20, in regard to the parenthesis as affording a good exercise in changing from one key to another.

1. Pride in some particular disguise or other (often a secret to the proud man himself) is the most ordinary spring of action among men.

2. If there's a Power above us

(And that there is, all Nature cries aloud
Through all her works), He must delight in virtue ;
And that which He delights in, must be happy.

3. Therefore, thou gaudy gold,

(Hard food for Midas ! EI) I will none of thee.
Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge
'Tween man and man; but thou, thou meagre lead,
(Which rather threat'nest than dost promise aught),

Thy paleness moves me more than eloquence,

And here choose I. Joy be the consequence ! 4. Hear me, recreant !

On thine allegiance hear me.
Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow,
(Which we durst never yet,) and with strained pride,
To come betwixt our sentence and our power,
(Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,)
Our potency made good, take thy reward.

5. The great distinction of a nation, (the only one worth possessing, and which brings after it all other blessings,) is the prevalence of pure principle among the citizens.

6. Man's use and function (and let him who will not grant me this, follow me no further), is to be the witness of the glory of God, and to advance that glory by his reasonabře obedience and resultant happiness. Whatever enables us to fulfill this function is in the pure and first sense of the word) useful to us.

7. His spear (to equal which the tallest pine

Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast
Of some great admiral, were but a wand)
He walked with to support uneasy steps
Over the burning marle.

8. I had letters from him (here I felt in my pockets) that exactly spoke the Czar's character, which I knew perfectly well.

man.

9. Young master was alive last Whitsuntide, said the coach

Whitsuntide! alas! cried Trim, (extending his right arm, and falling instantly into the same attitude in which he read the sermon,) what is Whitsuntide, Jonathan, (for that was the coachman's name,) or Shrovetide, or any tide or time past, to this? Are we not here now, (continued the corporal, striking the end of his stick perpendicularly upon the floor, so as to give an idea of health and stability,) and are we not (dropping his hat upon the ground) gone in a moment ?

8 59. Exercises in Emphasis. (See $ 33.) 1. 'Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill

Appear in writing or in judging ill.
But of the two less dangerous is the offense
To tire the patience than mislead the sense ;
Some few in that, but numbers err in this:

Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss. 2. When a Persian soldier was reviling Alexander the Great, his officer reprimanded him by saying, Sir, you were paid to fight against Alexander, and not to rail at him.

3. A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty

Is worth a whole eternity in bondage. 4. The question with me is, not whether you have a right to render your people miserable, but whether it is not your interest to make them happy. It is not what a lawyer tells me I may do, but what humanity, reason, and justice tell me I ought to do. Is a politic act the worse for being a generous one? Is no concession proper, but that which is made from your want of right to keep what you grant? Or does it lessen the grace or dignity of relaxing in the exercise of an odious claim, because you have your evidence-room full of titles, and your magazines stuffed with arms to enforce them?

What signify all those titles, and all those arms ? Of what avail are they, when the reason of the thing tells me that the assertion of my title is the loss of my suit, and that I could do nothing but wound myself by the use of my own weapons ?

5. He that trusts you,

Where he should find you lions, finds you .. HARES ;
Where foxes . . GEESE! You are no surer - no! -
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Or hailstone in the sun. .... He that depends
Upon your favors swims with fins of lead,
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye?
With

you do change a mind:
And call him noble, that was now your hate, -
Him vile, that was your garland.

every minute

6. Do you hear, Æschines ?! It pertains only to the gods to control fortune and command success.

To them the power of assuring victory to armies is ascribed, not to the statesman, but to the gods. Wherefore, then, execrable wretch, wherefore upbraid me with what has happened? Why denounce against me, what may the just gods reserve for the heads of you and yours !

7. Oh, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!

Is it not monstrous, that this player here,
But in a fiction, in a dream of passion,
Could force his soul so to his own conceit,
That, from her working, all his visage wanned:
Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect,
A broken voice, and his whole function suiting
With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing!
For Hec'uba!
What’s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,

That he should weep for her? 8. The weakest reasoners are always the most positive in debate; and the cause is obvious; for those are unavoidably driven to maintain their pretensions by violence, who want arguments and reasons to prove that they are in the right.

9. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his . . humility ? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be, by .. Christian . . example ? — Why, revenge!

10. And me, too me, but the other day, they would have borne in triumph; and now they cry in the streets, The GREAT TREASON OF THE COUNT OF MIRABEAU ! EL I needed not this lesson to teach me, how short the distance from the Capitol to the Tarpeianet Rock! But the man who battles for reason, for country, does not so easily admit that he is vanquished. He who has the consciousness that he deserves well of that country, and, above all, that he is still able to serve her; who disdains a vain celebrity, and prizes veritable glory above the successes of the day; who would speak the truth, and labor for the public weal, independently of the fluctuations of popular opinion,

such a man carries in his own breast the

recompense of his services, the solace of his pains, the reward of his dangers. The harvest he looks for the destiny, the only destiny, to which he aspires — is that of his good name ; and for that he is content to trust to time, - to time, that incorruptible judge, who dispenses justice to all!

11. Gentlemen, you all remember the instance of that Roman, who, to save his country from a dangerous conspiracy, had been constrained to overstep the powers conferred on him by the laws. A captious Trib'une exacted of him the oath that he had respected those laws; hoping, by this insidious demand, to drive the Consul to the alternative of perjury or of an embarrassing avowal. “Swear," said the Tribune, “swear that you have observed the laws.“I swear,” replied the great man, -“I swear that I have saved the Republic.” Gentlemen, I swear that you have saved France !

12. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul !

Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!
It is the cause. Yet I 'll not shed her blood;
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
And smooth as monumental al'abaster.
Yet she must die, else she 'll betray more men.
Put out the light, and then Put out the light?
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
I can again thy former light restore,
Should I repent me; but once put out thy light,
Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature,
I know not where is that Pro-me'the-an heat,
That can thy light relume.

13. Hold thy desperate hand :

Art thou a man? thy form cries out, thou art ;
Thy tears are womanish ; thy wild acts denote
The unreasonable fury of a beast.
Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order,
I thought thy disposition better tempered.

14. Macbeth. If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well

It were done quickly. If the assassination

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