8. When my soul wings her flight to the regions of night, And my corse shall recline on its bier,

As ye pass by my tomb, where my ashes consume,
Oh, moisten their dust with a tear!

9. May no marble bestow the splendor of woe, Which the children of vanity rear!

No fiction of fame shall blazon my name,

All I ask, all I wish,-is a tear.

QUESTIONS.-1. What is said in the 1st stanza of a tear? 2. What, in the 2d stanza, of a smile, and of a sigh? 3. What, in the 3d stanza, of charity? 4. What leading thought can you mention in the 4th stanza? 5. What is said of the soldier? 6. What allusion is made by the poet to the scenes of his youth? 7. What wish is expressed in the 8th stanza? 8. What, in the 9th? 9. What, in the last?

LESSON CLVII.

SPELL AND DEFINE.-1. CA PA' CIOUS, comprehensive. 2. AN CESTO' RI AL, ancestral; belonging to ancestors. 3. HE RED' IT A RY, descending from ancestors. 4. PUR' POS ED, resolved. 5. CAN' ON IZED, duly enrolled; legitimate. 6. BARDS, poets. 7. BRIT AN' NIA, Great Britain; England. 8. FAB' U LOUS, celebrated in fable; legendary. 9. EN TRANC ED, enraptured. 10. HOAR' Y, gray; whitened. 11. Cow' ER ING, quailing. 12. DIS SOLV ED, melted; softened. CON TEMPT U OUS LY, scornfully; disdainfully. 14. CON FOUND' ED, confused; abashed. 15. Woo' ED, courted; caressed. 16. BOIS' TEROus, turbulent. 17. IN CON CEIV' A BLY, in a manner beyond comprehension. 18. UN SUB STAN' TIAL, not solid or real; airy.

LORD BYRON.

ROBERT POLLOK.

1. Take one example, to our purpose quite,
A man of rank, and of capacious soul,
Who riches had, and fame, beyond desire,
An heir of flattery, to titles born,
And reputation, and luxurious life:
Yet, not content with ancestorial name,
Or to be known because his fathers were,
He on this hight hereditary stood,
And, gazing higher, purposed in his heart,
To take another step.

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2.

Above him seemed,

Alone, the mount of song, the lofty seat,
Of canonized bards; and thitherward,
By nature taught, and inward melody,
In prime of youth he bent his eagle eye.

No cost was spared. What books he wished, he read;
What sage to hear, he heard; what scenes to see,
He saw. And first in rambling school-boy days,
Britannia's mountain walks, and heath-girt lakes,
And story-telling glens, and founts, and brooks,
And maids, as dew-drops, pure and fair, his soul
With grandeur filled, and melody, and love.

3. Then travel came, and took him where he wished.
He cities saw, and courts, and princely pomp;
And mused alone on ancient mountain-brows;
And mused on battle-fields, where valor fought
In other days; and mused on ruins gray

With years; and drank from old and fabulous wells,
And plucked the vine that first-born prophets plucked;
And mused on famous tombs, and on the wave

Of ocean mused, and on the desert waste;
The heavens and earth of every country saw.
Where'er the old inspiring Genii dwelt,

Aught that could rouse, expand, refine the soul,
Thither he went, and meditated there.

4. He touched his harp, and nations heard entranced. As some vast river of unfailing source,

5.

Rapid, exhaustless, deep, his numbers flowed,
And opened new fountains in the human heart.
Where fancy halted, weary in her flight,
In other men, his fresh as morning rose,

And soared untrodden hights, and seemed at home,
Where angels bashful looked. Others tho' great,
Beneath their argument seemed struggling; whiles
He from above descending, stooped to touch
The loftiest thought; and proudly stooped, as tho'
It scarce deserved his verse.

With Nature's self
He seemed an old acquaintance, free to jest
At will with all her glorious majesty.

He laid his hand upon "the Ocean's mane,"
And played familiar with his hoary locks.
Stood on the Alps, stood on the Apennines,
And with the thunder talked, as friend to friend;
And wove his garland of the lightning's wing,
In sportive twist, the lightning's fiery wing,
Which, as the footsteps of the dreadful God,
Marching upon the storm in vengeance seemed:
Then turned, and with the grasshopper, that sung
His evening song, beneath his feet, conversed.

6 Suns, moons, and stars, and clouds his sisters were;
Rocks, mountains, meteors, seas, and winds, and storms,
His brothers,-younger brothers, whom he scarce
As equals deemed. All passions of all men,—
The wild and tame,-the gentle and severe;
All thoughts, all maxims, sacred and profane;
All creeds; all seasons, Time, Eternity;
All that was hated, and all that was dear;
All that was hoped, all that was feared by man,
He tossed about, as tempest, withered leaves,
Then smiling looked upon the wreck he made.

7. With terror now he froze the cowering blood;
And now dissolved the heart in tenderness:
Yet would not tremble, would not weep himself:
But back into his soul retired, alone,
Dark, sullen, proud: gazing contemptuously
On hearts and passions prostrate at his feet.
So Ocean from the plains, his waves had late
To desolation swept, retired in pride,
Exulting in the glory of his might,

And seemed to mock the ruin he had wrought

8. As some fierce comet of tremendous size,
To which the stars did reverence, as it passed;
So he through learning, and through fancy took
His flight sublime; and on the loftiest top

Of Fame's dread mountain sat: not soiled, and worn,
As if he from the earth had labored up;

But as some bird of heavenly plumage fair,

He looked, which down from higher regions came,
And perched it there, to see what lay beneath.

9. The nations gazed, and wondered much, and praised, Critics before him fell in humble plight;

Confounded fell; and made debasing signs

To catch his eye; and stretched, and swelled themselves,
To bursting nigh, to utter bulky words

Of admiration vast: and many too,

Many that aimed to imitate his flight,

With weaker wing, unearthly fluttering made,
And gave abundant sport to after days.

10. Great man! the nations gazed, and wondered much, And praised and many called his evil good.

Wits wrote in favor of his wickedness;
And kings to do him honor took delight.
Thus full of titles, flattery, honor, fame;
Beyond desire, beyond ambition full,-

He died-he died of what? Of wretchedness.
Drank every cup of joy, heard every trump

Of fame; drank early, deeply drank; drank draughts
That common millions might have quenched, then died
Of thirst, because there was no more to drink.
His goddess, Nature, wooed, embraced, enjoyed,
Fell from his arms, abhorred; his passions died,
Died, all but dreary, solitary Pride;
And all his sympathies in being died.

11. As some ill-guided bark, well built and tall,
Which angry tides cast out on desert shore,
And then, retiring, left it there to rot

And moulder in the winds and rains of heaven;
So he, cut from the sympathies of life,

And cast ashore from pleasure's boisterous surge,
A wandering, weary, worn, and wretched thing,
Scorched, and desolate, and blasted soul,

A gloomy wilderness of dying thought,

Repined, and groaned, and withered from the earth.
His groanings filled the land, his numbers filled;
And yet he seemed ashamed to groan: Poor man !—,
Ashamed to ask, and yet he needed help.

12. Proof this, beyond all lingering of doubt,
That not with natural or mental wealth,
Was God delighted, or his peace secured;

That not in natural or mental wealth,
Was human happiness or grandeur found.
Attempt how monstrous, and how surely vain!
With things of earthly sort, with aught but God,
With aught but moral excellence, truth, and love,
To satisfy and fill the immortal soul!
Attempt, vain inconceivably attempt,
To satisfy the Ocean with a drop,
To marry Immortality to Death,

And with the unsubstantial Shade of Time,
To fill the embrace of all Eternity!

QUESTIONS.-1. What is said of Byron's reading and observation! 2. What is meant by the clause "He touched his harp!" 3. To what is his poetry compared? 4. How does he compare with other poets 5. How did he treat Nature? 6. How did he treat all passions, all creeds, &c. 7. How did he regard the wreck which he had made? 8. How did he resemble a fierce comet? 9. How, some bird of heavenly plumage? 10. How was he regarded by some critics? 11. How was he honored? 12. How did he die? 13. Of what does Byron's life and death furnish a proof?

LESSON CLVIII.

SPELL AND DEFINE.-1. GOUT, a very painful chronic disease occurring by paroxysms, having its regular seat in the largest joint of the great toe. 2. Ac cus' Es, charges with a fault. 3. GLUT TON, ong who indulges to excess in eating. 4. COM PLAI SANT, courteous obliging. 5. RHET O RIC, power of persuasion. 6., A POL' O GY, excuse. 7. REO RE A TIONS, diversions. 8. TRUCE, intermission; temporary cessation. 9. AL LUDE', refer. 10. COM MO' DI OUS, Convenient. 11. ES TI MATE, computation. 12. RE PELS', drives back; forces to return. 13. AC CELER A TING, hastening; quickening. 14. AT TEN'U A TED, made thin, or less viscid. 15. FA CIL' I TA TED, made easy or easier. 16. AL LEG' ING, affirming; asserting. 17. IN su' PER A BLE, insurmountable. 18. FEED, retained by a fee.

DIALOGUE WITH THE GOUT.

ADAPTED FROM BENJAMIN FRANKLIN.

Franklin. Eh! oh! eh! what have I done to merit these cruel sufferings?

Gout. Many things; you have eaten and drank