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nitude in the hazy firmament; and his full-fed cheeks, which seemed to have taken toll of every thing that went into his mouth, were curiously mottled and streaked with dusky red, like a Spitzenberg apple.

His habits were as regular as his person. He daily took his four stated meals, appropriating exactly an hour to each; he smoked and doubted eight hours; and he slept the remaining twelve of the four-and-twenty. Such was the renowned Wouter Van Twiller,-a true philosopher; 10 for his mind was either elevated above, or tranquilly settled below, the cares and perplexities of this world. He had lived in it for years, without feeling the least curiosity to know whether the sun revolved round it, or it round the sun; and he had watched, for at least half a century, the 15 smoke curling from his pipe to the ceiling, without once troubling his head with any of those numerous theories, by which the philosopher would have perplexed his brain, in accounting for its rising above the surrounding atmosphere.

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LESSON LI.-INVOCATION OF MIRTH.-Milton.

[The extract which follows, is an example of the 'quick' rate of utterance, which characterizes the tones of joy and mirth. The voice, in the reading of such passages as the following, moves with great rapidity, in comparison with the ordinary rate. The utterance, in this instance, is 'high' and 'loud', as well as very quick'. The practice of this style, is useful, not only for its immediate, but its general effect. It enlivens the tones of the voice, and imparts fluency in enunciation.]

[uu] Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee
Jest, and youthful Jollity,

Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles,
Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles,
Such as hang on Hebe's * cheek,
And love to live in dimple sleek;
Sport, that wrinkled Care derides,
And Laughter holding both his sides.
Come, and trip it, as you go,
On the light fantastic toe;

And in thy right hand lead with thee,
The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty;
And, if I give thee honor due,
Mirth, admit me of thy crew,

*The goddess of youth.

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To live with her, and live with thee,
In unreproved pleasures free;
To hear the lark begin his flight,
And, singing, startle the dull night,
From his watch-tower in the skies,
Till the dappled dawn doth rise ;
Then to come, in spite of sorrow,
And at my window bid good morrow,
Through the sweet brier or the vine,
Or the twisted eglantine:

While the ploughman, near at hand,
Whistles o'er the furrowed land,
And the milkmaid singeth blithe,
And the mower whets his sithe,
And every shepherd tells his tale,

Under the hawthorn in the dale.

Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures,
While the landscape round it measures,
Russet lawns, and fallows gray,

Where the nibbling flocks do stray,
Meadows trim, with daisies pied,
Shallow brooks and rivers wide.
Sometimes with secure delight,
The upland hamlets will invite,
When the merry bells ring round,
And the jocund rebecs* sound

To many a youth, and many a maid,

Dancing in the checkered shade;
And young and old come forth to play,
On a sunshine holy-day,

Till the livelong daylight fail.

LESSON LII.-MARCO BOZZARIS.-F. G. HALLECK.

[The marking of the following piece, is extended to the indication of tones' and 'modulation', 'stress', and 'quality'; as all these modes of voice, are inseparably connected in utterance, and all of them arise from emotion, as their common source. The principal points in emphasis, inflection, and pausing, are also indicated, wherever they are essential elements of 'expression'.]

This heroic chief fell in an attack upon the Turkish camp at Laspi, the site of the ancient Platæa, August 20, 1823, and expired in the moment of victory. His last

* Rebec, a peculiar sort of violin.

words were,-
pain."

"To die for liberty is a pleasure, and not a

[x.-] At midnight, in his guarded tent,

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The Turk was dreaming of the hour
When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent,-
Should trèmble at his power;

In dréams, through camp and court, he bore
The trophies of a cònqueror;

In dreams, his song of triumph | heard;
Then wore his monarch's signet ring,—
Then press'd that monarch's thròne,-a KING;
As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing,
As Eden's garden bird.

[x] An hour pass'd òn:-[u] the Turk awoke ;[°-] That bright dream || [。] was his last ;He woke to hear his sentry's shriek,

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"TO ARMS! they come: the GREEK! the GREEK!"
He woke-[] to DIE | midst flame and smoke,
And shout, and groan, and sabre-stroke,

And death-shots | falling thick and fast |
As lightnings from the mountain clòud;
And heard, with voice as trumpet loud,
Bozzaris cheer his bànd;-

[II° ] "STRIKE-till the last arm'd foe expires,
STRIKE-for your altars and your fires,
STRIKE-for the GREEN GRAVES of your sÌRES,
GòD, and your NATIVE LAND!"

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They fought, like brave men, lóng and well,
They piled that ground with Moslem slàin;
They conquer'd ;-[x。 -] but Bozzaris | FÈLL,
Bleeding at every
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His smile, when rang their proud HURRÀH,
And the red field was won ;

[xx] Then saw | in death his eyelids close |
Calmly, as to a night's repòse,
Like flowers at set of sùn.

Xoo-] Come to the bridal chamber, Dèath!
Come to the mother, when she feels,
For the first time, her first born's breath ;-
Come when the blessed seals

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Which close the pèstilence | are broke,
And crowded cities | wail its stròke ;-
Come in Consumption's ghastly form,
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The earthquake shock, the ocean stòrm :-
Come when the heartbeats high ' and warm,
With banquet-song, and dánce, and wine,—

[x。.-] And thou art TÈRRIBLE: the tèar,

The groan, the knell, the pàll, the bier,
And all we knów, or dream, or fear
Of agony, are thine.

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[1] But to the HERO,-when his sword
Has won the battle for the frée,-
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones | are heard

The thanks of MILLIONS | yet to bè. [x.-] Bozzáris! with the storied brave

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Greece nurtured in her glóry's time,
Rèst thee:—there is no prouder grave,
Even in her own próud clìme.

We tell thy doom without a sigh;
For thou art FREEDOM'S now, and FAME's,-
One of the FEW, the IMMORTAL names,
That were not born to die.

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LESSON LIII.-WATERLOO.-Byron.
[Marked as LESSON LII.]

There was a sound of revelry by night,
And Belgium's capital I had gather'd then |
< Her beauty and her chívalry; and bright
<The lamps shone | o'er fair women | and brave mèn :
A thousand hearts | beat happily, and when

[] < Music arose with its voluptuous swell,

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Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake agàin ; < And all went merry as a marriage-bèll:

[x] But HÒSH! HARK!-a deep sound | strikes like a rising knèll!

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Did ye not HEAR it? [-] Nò; 't was but the wind,
Or the car rattling o'er the stony street;
On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;

No sleep till mòrn, when Youth and Pleasure' meet, <To chase the glowing hours with flying feet

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[x] But HARK!—that heavy sound | breaks in' once mòre, As if the clouds || its echo would repeat;

< And nearer, clearer, dèadlier than before! [II°°uu] ARM!-ARM!-[1-] it is,-it is,-the cànnon's open[a. q.] ing ròar!

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Within a windowed niche of that high hall ||
Sat Brunswick's fáted chieftain; he did hear '
That sound the first | amidst the festival,
And caught its tone with death's prophetic èar;
And when they smiled because he deem'd it néar,
His heart more truly knew that peal too well ||
Which stretched his father on a bloody bier,

And roused the vengeance | blood alone would
quèll:

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guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, [b..] Since upon night so sweet, such awful mòrn | could

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[.] And there was mounting in hot hàste; the stèed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous spèed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war: [-] And the deep thunder, peal on peal afàr; And near, the beat of the alarming drùm | [lv] Roused up the soldier ere the morning-stàr; [xu] While thronged the citizens | with terror dùmb, Or whispering II with white lips [°] "The FòE! They COME, they COME!"

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[1°] And wild and high | the "Cámeron's gathering"

ròse!

[pu. t.] The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills |

Have heard and heard, too, have her Saxon fòes ; [.] How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills,

Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills' < Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountainèers |

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