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Patriotic Effusions. Rocks of my country ! let the cloud Your crested heights array; And rise ye like a fortress proud Above the surge and spray! My spirit greets you as ye stand Breasting the billow's foam; Oh! thus for ever guard the land, The severed land of home! I have left sunny skies behind Lighting up classic shrines, And music in the southern wind, And sunshine on the vines. The breathings of the myrtle flowers Have floated o'er my way, The pilgrim's voice, at vesper hours, Hath soothed me with its lay. The isles of Greece, the hills of Spain, The purple heavens of Rome,-Yes all are glorious ; yet again I bless thee, land of home! For thine the Sabbath peace, my land ; And thine the guarded hearth; And thine the dead, the noble band That make thee holy earth. Their voices meet me in thy breeze; Their steps are on thy plains ; Their names, by old majestic trees, Are whispered round thy fanes : Their cloud hath mingled with the tide Of thine exulting sea ;Oh, be it still a joy, a pride, To live and die for thee !-Mrs Hemans

23. The Dead Sea.



Attained'; reached. Crusa'ders ; champions of the

Des'erts ; barren lands. Vicin'ity ; neighbourhood. Discharge'; pouring out. Pil'grim ; wanderer. Defiles' ; ravines, narrow passes. Provoked'; roused, called forth. Direct'; immediate. Ven'geance ; punishment. Almight'y; omnipotent. Steril'ity ; bar

Remembered; recollected. Slug'gish; still. Erup'tion ; breaking out. Subterra'neous ; under ground.

The burning sun of Syria had not yet attained its highest point in the horizon, when a Knight of the Red Cross, who had left his distant northern home, and joined the host of the crusaders in Palestine, was pacing slowly along the sandy deserts which lie in the vicinity of the Dead Sea, or, as it is called, the lake Asphaltites, where the waves of the Jordan pour themselves into an inland sea, from which there is no discharge of waters.

The warlike pilgrim had toiled among eliffs and precipices during the earlier part of the morning; more lately, issuing from those rocky and dangerous defiles, he had entered upon that great plain, where the accursed cities provoked, in ancient days, the direct and dreadful vengeance of the Omnipotent.

The toil, the thirst, the dangers of the way, were forgotten, as the traveller recalled the fearful catastrophe which had converted into an arid and dismal wilderness the fair and fertile valley of Siddim, once well watered, even as the garden of the Lord, now a parched and blighted waste, condemned to eternal sterility.

Crossing himself as he viewed the dark mass of rolling waters, in colour, as in quality, unlike

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those of every other lake, the traveller shuddered as he remembered, that beneath these sluggish waves lay the once proud cities of the plain, whose grave was dug by the thunder of the hea-> vens, or the eruption of subterraneous fire, and whose remains were hid even by that sea which holds no living fish in its bosom, bears no skiff on its. surface, and, as if its own dreadful bed were the only fit receptacle for its sullen waters, sends not, like other lakes, a tribute to the ocean. The whole land around, as in the days of Moses, was “ brimstone and salt; it is not sown, nor beareth, nor groweth any grass thereon :” the land as well as the lake may be termed dead, as producing nothing having resemblance to vegetation, and even the very air was entirely devoid of its ordinary winged inhabitants, deterred probably by the odour of bitumen and sulphur which the burning sun exhaled from the waters of the lake, in steaming clouds, frequently assuming the appearance of water-spouts. Masses of the slimy and sulphureous substance called naphtha, which floated idly on the sluggish and sullen waves, supplied those rolling clouds with new vapours, and seemed to give awful testimony to the truth of the Mosaic history.

Upon this scene of desolation the sun shone with almost intolerable splendour, and all living nature appeared to have hidden itself from the rays, excepting the solitary figure which moved through the flitting sand at a foot's pace, and appeared the sole breathing thing on the wide surface of the plain.—Sir W. Scott.

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Song of Emigration.
There was heard a song on the chiming sea,
A mingled breathing of grief and glee ;
Man's voice, unbroken by sighs, was there,
Filling with triumph the sunny air
Of fresh green lands, and of pastures new,
It sang, while the bark through the surges flew.

But ever and anon,
A murmur of farewell
Told, by its plaintive tone,

That froin woman's lips it fell.
'Away, away o'er the foaming main !'

- This was the free and the joyous strain• There are clearer skies than ours a-far, • We will shape our course by a brighter star. • There are plains whose verdure no foot hath press'd, • And whose wealth is all for the first brave guest.

• But alas ! that we should go,'
-Sang the farewell voices then-
- From the homesteads warm and low,

. By the brook and in the glen !
"We will rear our homes under trees that glow,
· As if gems were the fruitage of every bough';

O'er our white walls we will train the vine,
* And sit in its shadow at day's decline ;
"And watch our herds as they range at will
Through the green savannas, all bright and still.

• But woe for that sweet shade
• Of the flowering orchard trees,
- Where first our children played

« 'Midst the birds and honey-bees! · All, all our own shall the forests be,

As to the bound of the roe-buck free! • None shall say hither, no farther pass ! • We will track each step through the wavy grass ; • We will chase the elk in his speed and might, • And bring proud spoils to the hearth at night.


. But Oh! the


church-tower, • And the sound of Sabbath-bell,

And the sheltered garden bower, . We have bid them all farewell !

• We will give the name of our fearless race • To each bright river whose course we trace; • We will leave our memory with mounts and floods, And the track of our daring in pathless woods ! And our works unto many a lake's


shore, • Where the Indians' graves lay alone before.

• But who shall teach the flowers,
• Which our children loved, to dwell
In a soil that is not ours ?
Home, home and friends, farewell !'

Mrs. Hemans.


24. Animals. Possessed' ; endowed with, having. Sensa'tion ; feeling, perception. Sponta'neous; voluntary. Locomoʻtion ; power of moving from place to place. Dif'fer ; vary. Respect'; regard, relation. Inter'nal ; interior, inland. Regions; climates, tracts of country. Tem'perate; mild, moderate, Fur'nished ; supplied. Preserva'tion; safety, protection. Cun’ning ; stratagem, artifice.

Swift'ness; agility, fleetness. For'feited ; lost.

An animal is a being possessed of the powers of sensation, and spontaneous locomotion; besides those of vegetation and generation; which two latter are common to vegetables as well as animals. Animals, like vegetables, differ in their sizes and powers, with respect to the places of their growth. Those produced in a dry sunny soil, are strong and vigorous, though not luxuriant : those again produced in a warm and moist climate are luxuriant, tender, and much larger than

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