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I have often fac'd death when the hope was forlorn,
But I shrink not to face him with none."

10. The thunder was hush'd, and the battle field stain'd,
When the sun met the war-wearied eye,

But no trace of the boat, or the chieftain remain'd-
Though his bow was still seen in the sky.

LESSON XCV.

The Burial of Sir John Moore.*-REV. C. WOLFE.

1. Nor a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the ramparts we hurried;
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot

O'er the grave where our Hero was buried.
2. We buried him darkly; at dead of night,
The sods with our bayonets turning;
By the struggling moon-beams' misty light,
And the lantern dimly burning.

3. No useless coffin enclosed his breast,

Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him;
But he lay-like a warrior taking his rest—
With his martial cloak around him!

4. Few and short were the prayers we said,
And we spoke not a word of sorrow;
But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,
And we bitterly thought of the morrow-

5. We thought—as we hollowed his narrow bed,
And smoothed down his lonely pillow-

How the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head
And we far away on the billow!

6. "Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone,
And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him;

But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on
In the grave where a Briton has laid him."

7. But half of our heavy task was done,

When the clock tolled the hour for retiring,

A gallant British General, killed by the French in battle, at Corunna, in Spain, Jan. 16th, 1809

And we heard the distant and random gun,
That the foe was suddenly firing-

8. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,

From the field of his fame fresh and gory
We carved not a line, we raised not a stone
But we left him-alone with his glory!

LESSON XCVI.

Boadicea.*-COWPER.

1. WHEN the British warrior queen,
Bleeding from the Roman rods,
Sought, with an indignant mien,
Counsel of her country's gods,

2. Sage beneath the spreading oak
Sat the Druid,† hoary chief;
Ev'ry burning word he spoke
Full of rage, and full of grief.

3. "Princess! if our aged eyes

Weep upon thy matchless wrongs. 'Tis because resentment ties

All the terrors of our tongues.

4. "Rome shall perish-write that word
In the blood that she has spilt;
Perish, hopeless and abhorr'd,
Deep in ruin as in guilt.

5. "Rome, for empire far renown'd,
Tramples on a thousand states;
Soon her pride shall kiss the ground--
Hark! the Gaul is at her gates!

6. "Other Romans shall arise,

Heedless of a soldier's name;
Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize,
Harmony the path to fame.

7. "Then the progeny that springs
From the forests of our land,

* Boadicea was_queen of the Iceni, in Britain. She was defeated and conquered by the Romans, A. D. 59.

+A Priest of the ancient Britons.

Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings,
Shall a wider world command.

8. "Regions Cesar* never knew
Thy posterity shall sway;
Where his eagles never flew,
None invincible as they."

9. Such the bard's prophetic words,
Pregnant with celestial fire;
Bending as he swept the chords
Of his sweet but awful lyre.

10. She, with all a monarch's pride,
Felt them in her bosom glow:
Rush'd to battle, fought and died;
Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.

11. "Ruffians, pitiless as proud,

Heav'n awards the vengeance due:
Empire is on us bestow'd,

Shame and ruin wait for you.”

LESSON XCVII.

The Common Lot.- MONTGOMERY.

1. ONCE in a flight of ages past,

There lived a man :-and wнO was HE?
-Mortal! howe'er thy lot be cast,

That man resembled Thee.

2. Unknown the region of his birth;
The land in which he died unknown;
His name hath perish'd from the earth;
This truth survives alone :-

3. That joy and grief, and hope and fear,
Alternate triumph'd in his breast;
His bliss and wo,- -a smile, a tear!
-Oblivion hides the rest.

4. The bounding pulse, the languid limb,

The changing spirits' rise and fall;

Julius Cesar, a Roman General. He was the first Roman that invaded Britain, which he twice reduced to apparent subjection. He was assassinated by conspirators, B. C. 43.

We know that these were felt by him,
For these are felt by all.

5. He suffer'd-but his pangs are o'er;
Enjoy'd--but his delights are fled;

Had friends-his friends are now no more;
And foes-his foes are dead.

6. He lov'd-but whom he lov'd, the grave
Hath lost in its unconscious womb :

O she was fair!-but nought could save
Her beauty from the tomb.

7. The rolling seasons, day and night,
Sun, moon, and stars, the earth and main,
Erewhile his portion, life and light,
To him exist in vain.

8. He saw whatever thou hast seen;
Encounter'd all that troubles thee;
He was—whatever thou hast been;
He is what thou shalt be.

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9. The clouds and sunbeams, o'er his
That once their shades and glory threw,
Have left, in yonder silent sky,
No vestige where they flew.

10. The annals of the human race,
Their ruins, since the world began,
Of HIм afford no other trace
Than this-THERE LIVED A MAN!

LESSON XCVIII.

On the Irresolution of Youth.-GOLDSMITH.

1. THE most usual way among young men, who have no resolution of their own, is, first to ask one friend's advice, and follow it for some time; then to ask advice of another, and turn to that; so of a third; still unsteady, always changing. However, every change of this nature is for the worse.

2. People may tell you of your being unfit for some peculiar occupations in life; but heed them not; whatever employment you follow with perseverance and assiduity, will be found fit for you; it will be your support in youth, and comfort in age

3. In learning the useful part of every profession, very moderate abilities will suffice: great abilities are generally obnoxious to the possessor. Life has been compared to a race; but the allusion still improves, by observing, that the most swift are ever the most apt to stray from the course.

4. To know one profession only, is enough for one man to know; and this, whatever the professors may tell you to the contrary, is soon learned. Be contented, therefore, with onc good employment; for if you understand two at a time, people will give you no business in either.

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5. A conjurer and a tailor once hapened to converse togeth"Alas!" cries the tailor, "what an unhappy poor creature am I! If people ever take into their heads to live without clothes, I am undone; I have no other trade to have recourse to."Indeed, friend, I pity you sincerely," replies the conjurer; but, thank Heaven, things are not quite so bad with me; for, if one trick should fail, I have a hundred tricks more for them yet. However, if at any time you are reduced to beggary, apply to me, and I will relieve you."

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6. A famine overspread the land; the tailor made a shift to live, because his customers could not be without clothes; but the poor conjurer, with all his hundred tricks, could find none that had money to throw away; it was in vain that he promised to eat fire, or to vomit pins; no single creature would relieve him, till he was at last obliged to beg from the very tailor whose calling he had formerly despised.

7. There are no obstructions more fatal to fortune than pride and resentment. If you must resent injuries at all, at least suppress your indignation till you become rich, and then show away. The resentment of a poor man is like the efforts of a harmless insect to sting; it may get him crushed, but cannot defend him. Who values that anger which is consumed only in empty menaces?

8. Once upon a time, a goose fed its young by a pond side; and a goose, in such circumstances, is always extremely proud, and excessively punctilious. If any other animal, without the least design to offend, happened to pass that way, the goose was immediately at it. "The pond," she said, 66 was her's, and she would maintain her right in it, and support her honor, while she had a bill to hiss, or a wing to flutter."

9. In this manner she drove away ducks, pigs, and chickens; nay, even the insidious cat was seen to scream. A lounging mastiff, however, happened to pass by, and thought it no harm

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