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LESSON CCXXX. -DIALOGUE FROM HENRY IV.- -Shakspeare.
[Northumberland, Worcester, and Hotspur.]
Yea, on his part, I'll empty all these veins,
But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
North. Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.
Hot. He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners ;
wife's brother, then his cheek looked pale ;
Wor. I cannot blame him: Was he not proclaimed,
North. He was: I heard the proclamation :
And then it was, when the unhappy king
Upon his Irish expedition;
Wor. And for whose death, we in the world's wide mouth
Hot. But, soft, I pray you ; Did king Richard then
North. He did; myself did hear it.
Hot. Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
And, for his sake, wear the detested blot
That you a world of curses undergo;
Oh! pardon me, that I descend so low,
Shall it, for shame, be spoken in these days,
Did 'gage them both in an unjust behalf,-
To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
That you are fooled, discarded, and shook off
No; yet time serves, wherein you may redeem
Revenge the jeering and disdained contempt
To answer all the debt he owes to you,
Wor. Peace, cousin, say no more: 20 And now I will unclasp a secret book,
And to your quick-conceiving discontents
As to o'er-walk a current, roaring loud, 25 On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
Hot. If he fall in, good night :-or sink or swim :-
And let them grapple ;-Oh! the blood more stirs, 30 To rouse a lion, than to start a hare.
North. Imagination of some great exploit
Hot. By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon; 35 Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
Without corrival, all her dignities:
Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here,
Hot. I cry you mercy.
READER AND SPEAKER.
Wor. Those same noble Scots,
Hot. I'll keep them all;
Wor. You start away,
Those prisoners you shall keep.
He said, he would not ransom Mortimer;
And in his ear I'll holla-Mortimer! 16 Nay,
I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak
Wor. Hear you, 20 Cousin; a word.
Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy,
But that I think his father loves him not,
Wor. Farewell, kinsman! I will talk to you, When you are better tempered to attend.
North. Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool 30 Art thou, to break into this woman's mood; Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own?
Hot. Why, look you, I am whipped and scourged with rods, Nettled, and stung with pismires,* when I hear
Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
A plague upon 't Sit is in Gloucestershire;-
North. At Berkley castle.
Hot. You say true :
* Pronounced pizmire
This fawning greyhound then did proffer me !
Oh, the devil take such cozeners !—God forgive me! 6 Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done.
LESSON CCXXXI.-THE LOVE OF TRUTH.-GEORGE PUTNAM.
Truth is the one legitimate object of all intellectual endeavor. To discover and apprehend truth, to clear up and adorn it, to establish, and present, and commend it,
these are the processes and the ends of study and litera5 ture. To discern the things that really are, and how they
are, to distinguish reality from appearance and sham, to know and declare the true in outward nature, in past time, in the results of speculation, in consciousness and
sentiment,—this is the busines: of educated mind. Logic 10 and the mathematics are instruments for this purpose,
and so is the imagination just as : trictly. A poem, a play, a novel, though a work of fiction, must be true, or it is a failure. Its machinery may be unknown to the actual
world; the scene may be laid in Elysian fields, or infernal 15 shades, or fairy land; but the law of truth must preside
over the work; it must be the vehicle of truth, or it is nought, and is disallowed. The 'Tempest, the Odyssey, and Paradise Lost, derive their value from their truth;
and I say this, not upon utilitarian principles, but accord20 ing to the verdict which every true soul passes upon them,
consciously or unconsciously. Lofty, holy truth, made beautiful and dear and winning to the responsive heart,this is their charm, their wealth, their immortality. There
is no permanent intellectual success but in truth attained 25 and brought home to the eye, the understanding, or the heart.
And for the best success in the pursuit of any object, there must be a love of the object itself
. The student, the thinker, the author, who is true to his vocation, loves the 30 truth which he would develop and embody. Not for
bread, not for fame, primarily, he works. These things may come, and are welcome; but truth is higher and dearer than these. Great things have been done for bread
and fame, but not the greatest. Plato, pacing the silent 35 groves of the academy, and Newton, sitting half a day on
his bedside, undressed, and his fast unbroken, rapt in a
taking his death chill in an experiment to test the pre-
he of Eden, naming the whole animal world in his
ing the secrets of nature from their inmost hiding-place;
and that fresh old man who startles the clefts of the Rocky
such as they, love truth, and are consecrate, hand and
doings, or in man's doings, or in those thoughts and affec-
sublimities or her beauties, in her world-poising might or
embodied in visible facts, or moves among the spheres in
ticulate wisdom which only a profound religion in the soul
festations, she has laid hold of their noble affinities, and
pledged to her in a single-hearted and sweet affiance, or
LESSON CCXXXII.-ENERGY OF THE WILL.-THOMAS C. UPHAM.
A higher degree of voluntary power, than is allotted to the great mass of mankind, seems to be requisite in those, who are destined take a leading part in those great
moral, religious, and political revolutions, which have from
task to change the opinions of men, to check and subdue
to give a new aspect