but far inferior posterity; and well has he a right to linger on the spot where he achieved one of the greatest 35 laurels that ever brightened in the wreath of fame: a laurel better than that of the hero, as it is not stained with blood or tears: better even than that of the statesman who improves the civilisation of his country, inasmuch as to create, is better than to improve. And the 40 man whose labours abolished the Slave Trade, at one blow struck away the barbarism of a hundred nations, and elevated myriads of human beings, degraded to the brute, into all the dignified capacities of civilized man. To have done this is the most noble, as it is the most 45 useful work, which any individual could accomplish. EXERCISE 98. Eulogium on Mr. Fox.-SHERIDAN. Upon the one great subject, which, at this moment, I am confident has possession of the whole feelings of every man, whom I address-the loss, the irreparable loss, of the great, the illustrious character, whom we all de5 plore I shall, I can say but little. * * * He died in the spirit of peace; tranquil in his own expiring heart, and cherishing to the last, with a parental solicitude, the consoling hope that he should be able to give established tranquillity to harassed, contending nations. 10 Let us trust, that the stroke of death which has borne him from us, may not have left the peace of the world, and the civilized charities of man, as orphans upon the earth. With such a man, to have battled in the cause of genuine liberty with such a man, to have struggled against 15 the inroads of oppression and corruption-with such an example before me, to have to boast that I never in my life gave one vote in parliament that was not on the side of freedom, is the congratulation that attends the retrospect of my public life. His friendship was the 20 pride and honor of my days. I never, for one moment, regretted to share with him the difficulties, the calumnies, and sometimes even the dangers, that attended his honorable life. And now, reviewing my past political conduct, were the option possible that I should retread 25 the path, I solemnly and deliberately declare, that I would pursue the same course-bear up under the same pressure-abide by the same principles and remain by his side, an exile from power, distinction, and emolument! If I have missed the opportunity, of obtaining all the 30 support, I might, perhaps, have had, on the present occasion, from a very scrupulous delicacy, which I think became, and was incumbent upon me-I cannot repent it. In so doing, I acted on the feelings upon which I am sensible all those would have acted who loved Mr. Fox 35 as I did. I felt within myself, that while the slightest aspirations might still quiver on those lips, that were the copious channels of eloquence, wisdom, and benevolence that while one drop of life's blood might still warm that heart, which throbbed only for the good of 40 mankind—I should not, I could not have acted otherwise. Gentlemen; the hour is not far distant, when an awful knell shall tell you, that the unburied remains of your revered patriot are passing through your streets, to that 45 sepulchral home where your kings-your heroes-your sages and your poets, will be honored by an association with his mortal remains. At that hour when the sad solemnity shall take place, in a private way, as more suited to the simple dignity of his character, than the splendid 50 gaudiness of public pageantry; when you, all of you, shall be self marshalled in reverential sorrow-mute, and reflecting on your mighty loss-at that moment shall the disgusting contest of an election-wrangle break the solemnity of such a scene? Is it fitting that any man 55 should overlook the crisis, and risk the monstrous and disgusting contest? Is it fitting that I should be that man? EXERCISE 99. Death of Sheridan.-BYRON.. The flash of wit-the bright intelligence, But small that portion of the wondrous whole, In whose acclaim the loftiest voices vied,. The praised-the proud-who made his praise their pride. 15 When the loud cry of trampled Hindostan Arose to Heaven in her appeal from man, His was the thunder-his the avenging rod, The wrath-the delegated voice of God! Which shook the nations through his lips-and blazed, The matchless dialogue-the deathless wit, 25 The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Here in their first abode, you still may meet 30 Bright with the hues of his Promethan heat; A halo of the light of other days, Which still the splendour of its orb betrays. Ye orators! whom yet our councils yield, 40 He was your brother-bear his ashes hence! *Pitt, Fox, and Burke. Long shall we seek his likeness—long in vain, And turn to all of him which may remain, Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, 50 And broke the die-in moulding SHERIDAN! * EXERCISE 100. The last family of Eastern Greenland.-MONTGOMERY 5 O'er his meek helplessness the parents smiled; 10 The moon hath waxed and waned, and all is past. She turned in wrath, and limb from limb had rent 25 Meanwhile his partner waits, her heart at rest, No burden but her infant on her breast; With him she slumbers, or with him she plays, And tells him all her dreams of future days, Asks him a thousand questions, feigns replies, 30 And reads whate'er she wishes in his eyes. -Red evening comes; no husband's shadow falls, Where fell the reindeer's, o'er the latticed walls; 'Tis night! no footstep sounds towards her door; The day returns, but he returns no more. Not long thy sufferings; cold and colder grown, -'Tis done:—from Greenland's coast the latest sigh 60 Bore infant innocence beyond the sky. EXERCISE 101. The City and the Country.-M'DONNOUGH. The arrival of the two mountaineers was not long in being known to the whole household in May Fair. Little Mary had hoisted the tartan in less time than the ordinary tribe of lady's maids could easily comprehend, 5 and having hoisted that, she descended the stairs with more rapidity than is customary with even that light-* footed tribe. The shakings by the hand, the "good graciouses! and are you there?" the uninterrupted inquiries, the questions answered by a look, and the ques10 tions so rapid as not to admit of that brief response, pas |