Behold, it is here, this cup which thou
Didst fill at the streamlet for me but now;
This crust is my body broken for thee,
This water His blood that died on the tree;
The Holy Supper is kept, indeed,

In whatso we share with another's need;
Not what we give, but what we share,
For the gift without the giver is bare;
Who gives himself with his alms feeds three--
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me."

9. Sir Launfal awoke as from a swound:

"The Grail in my castle here is found!
Hang my idle armor up on the wall,
Let it be the spider's banquet-hall;
He must be fenced with stronger mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail."

10. The castle gate stands open now,

And the wanderer is welcome to the hall
As the hangbird is to the elm-tree bough;
No longer scowl the turrets tall,

The summer's long siege at last is o'er;
When the first poor outcast went in at the door,
She entered with him in disguise,

And mastered the fortress by surprise;

There is no spot she loves so well on ground,

She lingers and smiles there the whole year round;
The meanest serf on Sir Launfal's land

Has hall and bower at his command;

And there's no poor man in the North Countree

But is lord of the earldom as much as he.

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XLIII. THE BUNKER HILL MONUMENT.

DANIEL WEBSTER (1782-1852), the noted orator and jurist, was born of farmer parents, in Salisbury, New Hampshire. He was educated at Dartmouth College, and entered the profession of the law after leaving school. He achieved renown in his calling through many famous cases in which he was retained as counsel. His public career included many years in both houses of Congress, the office of Secretary of State under President William Henry Harrison, and the position as representative of the United States in some noted international treaties. He was an orator of magnetic power, and his speeches will always be preserved as masterpieces of literature.

DANIEL WEBSTER.

1. THE Bunker Hill Monument is finished! Here it stands! Fortunate in the natural eminence on which it is placed, higher, infinitely higher, in its objects and purpose, it rises over the land and over the sea; and, visible at their homes to three hundred thousand citizens of Massachusetts, it stands, a memorial of the past, and a monitor to the present and all succeeding generations.

2. I have spoken of the loftiness of its purpose. If it had been without any other design than the creation of a work of art, the granite of which it is composed would have slept in its native bed. It has a purpose; and that purpose gives it character. That purpose enrobes it with dignity and moral grandThat well-known purpose it is which causes us to look up to it with a feeling of awe.

eur.

3. It is itself the orator of this occasion. It is not from my lips, it is not from any human lips, that the strain of eloquence is this day to flow, most competent to move and excite the vast

multitudes around. The potent speaker stands motionless before them. It is a plain shaft. It bears no inscriptions fronting to the rising sun, from which the future antiquarian shall wipe the dust. Nor does the rising sun cause tones of music to issue from its summit. But at the rising of the sun, and at the setting of the sun, in the blaze of noonday, and beneath the milder effulgence of lunar light, it looks, it speaks, it acts, to the full comprehension of every American mind, and the awakening of glowing enthusiasm in every American heart.

4. Its silent but awful utterance, its deep pathos, as it brings to our contemplation the 17th of June, 1775, and the consequences which have resulted to us, to our country and to the world from the events of that day, and which we know must continue to rain influence on the destinies of mankind to the end of time-the elevation with which it raises us high above the ordinary feelings of life-surpass all that the study of the closet, or even the inspiration of genius, can produce.

5. To-day it speaks to us. Its future auditories will be through successive generations of men, as they rise up before it and gather round it. Its speech will be of patriotism and courage; of civil and religious liberty; of free government; of the moral improvement and elevation of mankind, and of the immortal memory of those who, with heroic devotion, have sacrificed their lives for their country.

DANIEL WEBSTER.

A sense of duty pursues us ever. It is omnipresent, like the Deity. If we take to ourselves the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, duty performed or duty violated is still with us, for our happiness or our misery. If we say the darkness shall cover us, in the darkness as in the light our obligations are yet with us.-Webster.

XLIV. THE SCHOOLMASTER AND THE CON

LORD BROUGHAM.

QUEROR.

LORD HENRY BROUGHAM (1778-1868), was an English orator, lawyer, and writer. He was born and educated in Edinburgh, and was one of the founders of the Edinburgh Review. He gained great popularity in his defense of Queen Caroline. His first measure after entering Par liament was that of making the slave-trade a felony. He was an active, progressive politician and reformer, especially of defective laws. He wrote extensively, mainly on philosophic and political questions. By his active interest and efforts and public-spirited ideas he made for himself a permanent place in the annals of English history.

1. THERE is nothing which these adversaries of improvement are more wont to make themselves merry with than what is termed the "march of intellect"; and here I will confess that I think, as far as the phrase goes, they are in the right. It is a very absurd, because a very incorrect, expression. It is little calculated to describe the operation in question. It does not picture an image at all resembling the proceedings of the true friends of mankind. It much more resembles the progress of the enemy to all improvement.

2. The conqueror moves in a march. He stalks onward with the "pride, pomp and circumstance of war"-banners flying, shouts rending the air, guns thundering, and martial music pealing, to drown the shrieks of the wounded and the lamentations of the slain. Not thus the schoolmaster, in his peaceful vocation. He meditates and prepares in secret the plans which are to bless mankind; he slowly gathers around him those who are to further their execution; he quietly, though firmly, advances in his

humble path, laboring steadily, but calmly, till he has opened to the light all the recesses of ignorance, and torn up by the roots the weeds of vice. His is a progress not to be compared with anything like a march; but it leads to a far more brilliant triumph, and to laurels more imperishable, than the destroyer of his species, the scourge of the world, ever won.

3. Such men-men deserving the glorious title of teachers of mankind—I have found laboring conscientiously, though perhaps obscurely, in their blessed vocation, wherever I have gone. I have found them, and shared their fellowship, among the daring, the ambitious, the ardent, the indomitably active French; I have found them among the persevering, resolute, industrious Swiss; I have found them among the high-minded, but enslaved Italians; and in our own country, God be thanked, their numbers everywhere abound, and are every day increasing.

4. Their calling is high and holy; their fame is the property of nations; their renown will fill the earth in after ages in proportion as it sounds not far off in their own times. Each one of these great teachers of the world, possessing his soul in peace, performs his appointed course, awaits in patience the fulfillment of the promises, and, resting from his labors, bequeaths his memory to the generation whom his works have blessed, and sleeps under the humble, but not inglorious, epitaph, commemorating "one in whom mankind lost a friend, and no man got rid of an enemy."

LORD BROUGHAM.

Let the soldier be abroad if he will, he can do nothing in this age. There is another personage,a personage less imposing in the eyes of some, perhaps insignificant. The schoolmaster is abroad, and I trust to him, armed with his primer, against the soldier in full military array.-Lord Brougham.