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Last glorious drop his heart had shed,
6. “Be this," she cried, as she winged her flight,
“My welcome gift at the gates of light.
"Sweet," said the Angel, as she gave
The gift into his radiant hand,
Who die thus for their native land.
7. Now, upon Syria's land of roses
Softly the light of eve reposes,
And whitens with eternal sleet,
Is sleeping rosy at his feet.
Her soul is sad, her wings are weary.
Slowly, she sees a child at play,
As rosy and as wild as they, ,
And, near the boy, who tired with play
From his hot steed, and on the brink
Impatient fling him down to drink.
To the fair child, who fearless sat,
Upon a brow more fierce than that.
9. But, hark! the vesper-call to prayer,
As slow the orb of daylight sets,
From Syria's thousand minarets.
Kneels with his forehead to the south,
From purity's own cherub mouth.
10. And how felt he, the wretched man
Reclining there—while memory ran
11. “When, young and haply pure as thou,
I looked and prayed like thee—but now”.
He hung his head-each nobler aim,
And hope, and feeling, which had slept
Fresh o'er him, and he wept-he wept.
12. And now behold him kneeling there
By the child's side, in humble prayer,
The triumph of a soul forgiven !
While on their knees they lingered yet,
MOORE. Thomas Moore was born in Dublin in 1779 and died in 1852. His widest and most enduring reputation is as the author of the “Irish Melodies,” a collection of about 124 lyrics, adapted to Irish national airs of great beauty. His most pretentious work is his Oriental romance “ Lalla Rookh," a string of stories told in sparkling verse. Moore was distinguished by the grace of his thoughts and sentiments, his wit and fancy, and the melody and refinement of his versification.
Eden (1), though properly the garden in which Adam and Eve first dwelt, in this case means heaven. Lebanon (7) is a mountain of Syria. “Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, and whitens with eternal sleet, while summer, in a vale of flowers, is sleeping rosy at his feet” (7) means that while the mountain-tops are white with snow the valleys are covered with fertile orchards, vineyards, and corn-fields. Baalbec (8) is a town of Syria. • The orb of daylight” (9) means the sun. “ Cherub mouth" (9), that is, the mouth of a beautiful child, from the fact that modern artists have represented cherubs as beautiful children.
challenge to combat. 3. prěs' tiġe; n, influence. 3. vůl' něr å ble; a. capable
of being wounded. 4. de spond' en çý; n. aban
donment of hope. 6. făth' omęd; v. got to the
7. çit's del; n. stronghold.
that produces extraordinary
effects. 9. ún' dys' çi plîned; a. not
instructed and exercised. 10. eom pēers'; n. companions;
comrades. 14. vì ọis sĩ tüdes ; . changes.
A Hundred Years of American Independence.
This eloquent and patriotic tribute to the greatness, the freedom, the liberality of our country is from an oration delivered July 4, 1876, in New York City. The date will account for what might be considered misstatements, as, for instance, when“ thirty-eight States and Territories ” (12) are spoken of.
1. You have all read the Declaration of Independence. A hundred years ago it was a new revelation, startling with new terror kings on their thrones, and bidding serfs, in their poor huts, arise and take heart, and look up, with new hope of deliverance. It asserted that all men, kings and peasants, master and servant, rich and poor, were born equal, with equal rights, inheritors of equal claim to protection from the law; that governments derived their just
powers, not from conquest or force, but from the consent of the governed, and existed only for their protection and to make them happy. These were the truths eternal but long unspoken-truths that few dared to utter, which Providence ordained should be revealed here in America, to be the political creed of the peoples ail over the earth. Like a trumpet-blast blown in the night, it pealed through the dark abodes of misery, and aroused men to thought and hope and action.
2. And that trumpet-blast still is pealing and will peal, still summons whatever of manhood remains in mankind to assert itself. Still, at that sound, the knees of tyrants will be loosened with fear, and the hopes of freemen will rise, and their hearts beat faster and higher as long as this earth hangs poised in air, and men live upon it whose souls are alive with memories of the past.
3. The Declaration of American Independence was a declaration of war with Great Britain, war to the knife, and the knife to the hilt. There were fearful odds against the Colonies when they threw down the gage of battle. On one side was England—strong in the consciousness of wealth and power, strong in the prestige of sovereignty, fully armed and equipped for war, insolent, haughty, scorning even to entertain the idea of possible check or defeat. On the other side, the Thirteen Colonies, stretching, for the most part, along the seaboard, vulnerable at a hundred points, and open to attack by sea and land, without army, without navy, without money or ammunition or material of war, having for troops only crowds of undisciplined citizens, who had left for a while plow and anvil and hurried to the front with what arms they could lay hands on to fight the veterans of King George, skilled in their terrible trade by long service in European wars.