And first I tell thee, haughty Peer, Here, in thy hold, thy vassals near, And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, On the Earl's cheek the flush of rage O'ercame the ashen hue of age; Fierce he broke forth :-"And dar'st thou, then, To beard the lion in his den, The Douglas in his hall? And hop'st thou hence unscathed to go? No, by Saint Bride of Bothwell, no! Up drawbridge, grooms !-what, warder, ho! Lord Marmion turned,-well was his need,— Not lighter does the swallow skim Along the smooth lake's level brim: And when Lord Marmion reached his band, And shakes his gauntlet at the towers! 5. THE DEATH OF MARMION.-Scott. And soon straight up the hill there rode, A wounded knight they bore. His hand still strained the broken brand; "Unnurtured Blount! thy brawling cease; "Where's Harry Blount? Fitz Eustace, where ? Linger ye here, ye hearts of hare? Redeem my pennon charge again! Cry, Marmion to the rescue !'-Vain ! That shout shall ne'er be heard again! A light on Marmion's visage spread, With dying hand, above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted, "Victory!" "Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on !" Were the last words of Marmion. LESSON XLVI. 1. THE FOURTH OF JULY, 1851.—From Webster's Speech (on laying the corner-stone of the new wing of the Capitol). This is the day of the year which announced to mankind the great fact of American Independence! This fresh and brilliant morning blesses our vision with another beholding of the birthday of our nation; and we see that nation, of recent origin, now among the most considerable and powerful, and spreading over the continent from sea to sea. "Westward the course of empire takes its way, A fifth shall close the drama with the day,- On the day of the Declaration of Independence, our illustrious fathers performed the first scene in the last great act of this drama; one, in real importance, infinitely exceeding that for which the great English poet invoked (6 a muse of fire, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene." The muse inspiring our fathers was the Genius of Liberty, all on fire with a sense of oppression, and a resolution to throw it off; the whole world was the stage, and higher characters than princes trod it, and, instead of monarchs, countries, and nations, and the age, beheld the swelling scene. How well the characters were cast, and how well each acted his part, and what emotions the whole performance excited, let history, now and hereafter, tell. On the Fourth of July, 1776, the representatives of the United States of America, in Congress assembled, declared that these United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States. This declaration, made by most patriotic and resolute men, trusting in the justice of their cause, and the protection of Heaven, and yet made not without deep solicitude and anxiety,—has now stood for seventy-five years, and still stands. It was sealed in blood. It has met dangers, and overcome them; it has had enemies, and conquered them; it has had detractors, and abashed them all; it has had doubting friends, but it has cleared all doubts away; and now, to-day, raising its august form higher than the clouds, twenty millions of people contemplate it with hallowed love, and the world beholds it, and the consequences which have followed from it, with profound admiration. This anniversary animates, and gladdens, and unites, all American hearts. On other days of the year we may be party men, indulging in controversies more or less important to the public good; we may have likes and dislikes, and we may maintain our political differences, often with warm, and sometimes with angry feelings. But to-day we are Americans all; and all nothing but Americans. As the great luminary over our heads, dissipating mists and fogs, now cheers the whole hemisphere; so do the associations connected with this day disperse all cloudy and sullen weather in the minds and feelings of true Americans. Every man's heart swells within him, every man's port and bearing becomes somewhat more proud and lofty, and he remembers that seventyfive years have rolled away, and that the great inheritance of liberty is still his; his, undiminished and unimpaired; his, in all its original glory; his to enjoy, his to protect, and his to transmit to future generations. 2. ALLUSION TO WASHINGTON.-(From the Same.) FELLOW CITIZENS: what contemplations are awakened in our minds, as we assemble here to reenact a scene like that performed by Washington! Methinks I see his venerable form now before me, as presented in the |