The guardians yield,—by force superior ply'dTo interest, prudence;-and to flattery, pride. Here beauty falls betray'd,-despised-distres't,And hissing infamy proclaims the rest.

DR. JOHNSON.

INTERROGATION*

Is the asking of a question.-When an interrogative sentence finishes with the principal subject, it must generally be read with the rising inflection of the voice.-But when it does not so end, the principal subject must be read emphatically.

EXAMPLES of the RISING INFLECTION. But wherefore?

To what purpose?

But wherefore talk of vengeance?

Art thou Laertes?

Is it possible?

Do you mean to intrap mortality?

Can it bear us all?

Shall a good man feel no indignation against injustice and barbarity?

Have I no interest at all?

Can I be contented with none-but one separate-and detached?

Am I not related to the very earth itself? Are such abilities made for no purpose? Would he give us talents that are not to be exerted?

Would he give us capacities that are never to be gratified?

* I have not given a sufficient explanation of the manner of reading this figure because pupils will understand it better, if a few examples be read by the Teacher.

Was not her PRIDE-more intolerable. than

his levity?

Was not her RAPINE—more intolerable than his PROFUSENESS?

But suppose we should have the fortune to conquer for Stephen-will victory teach him moderation?

Will he learn from security-that regard to our liberties, which he could not learn from danger?

Art thou disabled as the fox?-hast thou not rather-the powers of the eagle?

PROMISCUOUS EXAMPLES of INTERROGATION.

When the thoughts are once dis-adjustedwhy are they not always in confusion?

How is it, that they are rallied in a moment?-and-from the wildest irregularityreduced to the most orderly array?

Shall I render him no expression of thankfulness?

Shall I rest satisfied with the bare acknowlegdement of my lips?

Whence are they visited with such terrible disorders-as no prudence can prevent-nor medicine-heal?

Shall even the most accomplished of mortals be pure in the sight of his Maker?

Where are his social affections?

Who distributes those pendulous floods through all the borders of the earth?

To whom shall we ascribe the niceness of contrivance-which now emits-now restrains them; -sometimes drives their humid train to one place-sometimes to another-dispenses them

to this soil in larger-to that in smaller communications?

What are we now to think of the prerogatives of power?

If those whom nature has thus closely united are the torments of each other-where shall we look for tenderness and consolation?

But if the ambitious man can be so much grieved-even with praise itself-how will he be able to suffer scandal and defamation?

What can we call the principle which directs every different kind of bird to observe a particular plan in the structure of its nest?

I called my patron to attest my innocencebut to no purpose-for who will believe-what he wishes to be false?

Who shall determine which of two friends shall yield, where neither believes himself mistaken-and both confess the importance of the question?

Why did you not make them your companions-enjoy their conversation—and partake their diversions?

Twenty months are passed-who shall restore them?

Is there such depravity in man-as that he should injure another-without benefit to himself? - but envy feels not its own happiness but when it may be compared with the misery of

others.

CHEERFULNESS.

Where dost thou deign, say, in what blest retreat,

To choose thy mansion,-and to fix thy seat?—

Thy sacred presence how shall we explore?Can av'rice gain thee with her golden store?Can vain ambition, with her boasted charms Tempt thee within her wide extended arms?No, with content alone canst thou abide, Thy sister,-ever smiling by thy side. FITZGERALD.

FAITH.

Where then shall hope and fear their objects find?

.

Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind:
Must helpless man,-in ignorance sedate,
Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
Must no dislike alarm,-no wishes rise,-
No cries invoke the mercies of the skies?
Inquirer, cease; -petitions yet remain
Which Heav'n may hear;-nor deem religion

vain.

Still raise for good the supplicating voice;-
But leave to Heav'n the measure and the choice,
Safe in his pow'r,-whose eyes discern afar
The secret ambush of a specious pray'r,
Implore his aid,-in his decisions rest,-
Secure whate'er he gives,

TRUTH.

he gives the best.

DR. JOHNSON.

Attend, ye sons of men;- attend, and say,
Does not enough of my refulgent ray

Break through the veil of your MORTALITY?
Say,-does not reason in this form descry
Unnumbered, nameless glories,-that surpass
The Angel's floating pomp,-the seraph's glow-
ing grace?

Shall then your earth-born daughters vie
With me?-Shall she,-whose brightest eye
But emulates the diamond's blaze,-

Whose cheek but mocks the peach's bloom,-
Whose breath-the hyacinth's perfume

Whose melting voice-the warbling, woodlark's lays,

Shall she be deemed my rival? - Shall a form Of elemental dross,-of mould'ring clay

Vie with these charms imperial? The poor worm Shall prove her contest vain. Life's little day Shall pass, and she is gone:-while I appear Flush'd with the bloom of youth-through Heav'n's eternal year.

MASON.

EXERCISES on the FOREGOING RULES.

AN EPITAPH.

Here rests a woman, good without pretence,
Blest with plain reason and with sober sense;
No conquest she, but o'er herself, desired:
No arts essay'd, but not to be admired.
Passion and pride were to her soul unknown,
Convinced that virtue only is our own.
So unaffected, so composed a mind;
So firm, yet soft; so strong, yet so refined,
Heaven, as its purest gold, by tortures tried;
The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died.
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THE UNGODLY.

To him, alas! to him I fear,

The face of death will terrible appear,