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To him who, in the love of Nature, holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language : for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while, from all aroundEarth and her waters, and the depths of air Comes a still voice — Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up

* View of Death.

Thine individual being, shalt thou go
To mix forever with the elements,
To be a brother to the insensible rock,
And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain
Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak
Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.

Yet not to thy eternal resting-place
Shalt thou retire alone; nor couldst thou wish
Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down
With patriarchs of the infant world, with kings, –
The powerful of the earth, — the wise, the good,
Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past,
All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills,
Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun; the vales,
Stretching in pensive quietness between;
The venerable woods; rivers that move
In majesty ; and the complaining brooks,
That make the meadows green; and, poured round all,
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,-
Are but the solemn decorations all
Of the great tomb of man.

The golden sun,
The planets, all the infinite host of heaven,
Are shining on the sad abodes of death,
Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread
The globe are but a handful to the tribes
That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings
Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce;
Or lose thyself in the continuous woods
Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound
Save his own dashings — yet — the dead are there;
And millions in those solitudes, since first
The flight of years began, have laid them down
In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.

So shalt thou rest; and what if thou shalt fall
Unnoticed by the living, and no friend
Take note of thy departure ? All that breathe

Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care
Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase
His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave
Their mirth and their employments, and shall come,
And make their bed with thee. As the long train
Of ages glide away, the sons of men
The youth in life's green spring, and he who goes
In the full strength of years, matron and maid,
The bowed with age, the infant in the smiles
And beauty of its innocent age cut off,
Shall, one by one, be gathered to thy side,
By those who in their turn shall follow them.

So live, that, when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan, that moves
To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

LESSON XV.

EXERCISES IN

ARTICULATION. oi :-oil, boil, soil, broil, choice, voice, noise, boy, joy, toy,

alloy, employ, embroil, appoint.

Autumn. N. E. MAGAZINE. Upon a leaf-strewn walk, I wander on amid the sparkling dews; Where Autumn hangs, upon each frost-gemmed stalk,

Her gold and purple hues ;

Where the tall fox-gloves shake Their loose bells to the wind, and each sweet flower Bows down its perfumed blossoms, to partake

The influence of the hour ;

Where the cloud shadows pass
With noiseless speed by lonely lake and rill,
Chasing each other o'er the low crisped grass

And up the distant hill ;

Where the clear stream steals on
Upon its silent path, as it were sad
To find each downward-gazing flower has gone,

That made it once so glad.

I number it in days,
Since last I roamed through this secluded dell,-
Seeking a shelter from the summer rays,

Where flowers and wild-birds dwell.

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While, gemmed with pearl-drops bright,
Green leaves and silken buds were dancing there,
I moved my lips in murmurs of delight,

“ And blessed them, unaware.”

How changed each sylvan scene !
Where is the warbling bird ? the sun's clear ray ??
The waving brier-rose ? and foliage green,

That canopied my way?

Where is the balmy breeze That fanned so late my brow? the sweet south-west, That, whispering music to the listening trees,

My raptured spirit blessed ?

Where are the notes of Spring ?
Yet the brown bee still hums his quiet tune,
And the low shiver of the insect's wing

Disturbs the hush of noon.

The thin, transparent leaves,
Like flakes of amber, quiver in the light;
While Autumn round her silver fret-work weaves

In glittering hoar-frost white.

O Autumn, thou art blessed !
My bosom heaves with breathless rapture here :
I love thee well, season of mournful rest,

Sweet Sabbath of the year !

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bower, fountain, thousand, vowel ; - astound, profound, renown, endow.

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Morning in Spring. GEORGE D. Prentice.

How sweet the landscape! Morning twines

Her tresses round the brow of Day,
And bright mists, o'er the forest pines,

Like happy spirits, float away
To revel on the mountain's crown,
Whence the glad stream comes shouting down,
Through woods and rocks, that hang on high,
Like clouds against the deep-blue sky.

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