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Speeding Saturn cannot halt ;
Linger,—thou shalt rue the fault.

R. W. EMERSON.

40.
See how from far upon the eastern road,
The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet.

JOHN MILTON.

41. This day we live in iss better than any day that wass before, or iss to come, bekass it iss here and we are alive.

WILLIAM BLACK.

42.
The hand that rounded Peter's dome
And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
Wrought in a sad sincerity.

R. W. EMERSON.

43.

The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find ;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds and other seas.

ANDREW MARVELL.

44. To measure life learn thou betimes, and know Toward solid good what leads the nearest way;

For other things mild Heaven a time ordains, And disapproves that care, though wise in show, That with superfluous burdens loads the day, And when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains.

JOHN MILTON.

45.

Who, grown familiar with the sky, will grope
Henceforward among groundlings?

ROBERT BROWNING.

46.

Wrong ever builds on quicksands, but the right
To the firm center lays its moveless base.

J. R. LOWELL. SHORT POEMS TO BE USED IN EXERCISES OF THE

VARIETIES ILLUSTRATED IN THE LESSONS OF PART I.

1.–ABOU BEN ADHEM. Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace. And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold : Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, “What writest thou?” The vision raised its head And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, “The names of those who love the Lord.” “And is mine one?” said Abou. “Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still ; and said, “I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.” The angel wrote, and vanished; the next night It came again with a great wakening light And showed the names whom love of God had blest,And lo, Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

LEIGH HUNT.

11.—THE MIDGES DANCE ABOON THE BURN.
The midges dance aboon the burn;
The dews begin to fa’;

The pairtricks down the rushy holm

Set up their e'ening ca'.
Now loud and clear the blackbird's sang

Rings through the briery shaw,
While flitting gay the swallows play

Around the castle wa'.

Beneath the golden gloamin' sky

The mavis mends her lay ;
The redbreast pours his sweetest strains,

To charm the ling'ring day;
While weary yaldrins seem to wail

Their little nestlings torn,
The merry wren, frae den to den,
Gaes jinking through the thorn.

The roses fauld their silken leaves,

The foxglove shuts its bell; The honeysuckle and the birk

Spread fragrance through the dell.
Let others crowd the giddy court

Of mirth and revelry,
The simple joys that Nature yields
Are dearer far to me.

ROBERT TANNAHILL.

III.-A WISH.

Mine be a cot beside the hill ;

A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear :
A willowy brook that turns a mill,
With many a fall shall linger near.

The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch

Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;

Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch,

And share my meal, a welcome guest.

Around my ivied porch shall spring

Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew; And Lucy, at her wheel, shall sing

In russet gown and apron blue.

The village church among the trees,

Where first our marriage-vows were given,
With merry peals shall swell the breeze,
And point with taper spire to heaven.

SAMUEL ROGERS.

IV.—THE BIRD.
Hither thou com’st. The busy wind all night
Blew through thy lodging, where thy own warm wing
Thy pillow was. Many a sullen storm,
For which coarse man seems much the fitter born,

Rained on thy bed
And harmless head;

And now, as fresh and cheersul as the light,
Thy little heart in early hymns doth sing
Unto that Providence whose unseen arm
Curbed them, and clothed thee well and warm.
All things that be praise Him; and had
Their lesson taught them when first made.

HENRY VAUGHAN.

V.-THE LOST LOVE.

She dwelt among the untrodden ways

Beside the springs of Dove;
A maid whom there were none to praise

And very few to love.

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