That from heaven, or near it,

Pourest thy full heart

In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher

From the earth thou springest;

Like a cloud of fire,

The blue deep thou wingest,

And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

SHELLEY.

And what is so rare as a day in June ?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays:
Whether we look, or whether we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten,
Every clod feels a stir of might,

An instinct within it that reaches and towers,
And, groping blindly above it for light,
Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers;
The little bird sits at his door in the sun,
Atilt like a blossom among the leaves,

And lets his illumined being o'errun
With the deluge of summer it receives.

The splendor falls on castle walls,
And snowy summits old in story;
The long like shakes across the lakes,

And the wild cataract leaps in glory.

LOWELL.

Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying;

Blow, bugle; answer echoes, — dying, dying, dying!

O hark! O hear! how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going!
O sweet and far from cliff and scar,

The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Blow! let us hear the purple glens replying:

Blow, bugle; answer echoes- dying, dying, dying!

TENNYSON.

If we look to what the waters produce, shoals of the fry of fish frequent the margins of rivers, of lakes, and of the sea itself. These are so happy, that they know not what to do with themselves. Their attitudes, their vivacity, their leaps out of the water, their frolics in it, all conduce to show their excess of spirits, and are simply the effects of that excess.

Have you not heard the poets tell
How came the dainty Babie Bell
Into this world of ours?

The gates of heaven were left ajar :
With folded hands and dreamy eyes,
Wandering out of Paradise,
She saw this planet, like a star,
Hung in the glittering depths of even.
Its bridges running to and fro,

PALEY.

O'er which the white-winged angels go,
Bearing the holy dead to heaven!

She touched a bridge of flowers, those feet,
So light they did not bend the bells
Of the celestial asphodels!

They fell like dew upon the flowers,
Then all the air grew strangely sweet;
And thus came dainty Babie Bell

Into this world of ours.

T. B. ALDRICH.

OROTUND.

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years;
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the war of elements,

The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.

ADDISON.

The eulogium pronounced by the honorable gentleman on the character of the State of South Carolina, for her Revolutionary and other merits, meets my hearty concurrence. I shall not acknowledge that the honorable member goes before me in regard for whatever of distinguished talent, or distinguished character South Carolina has produced. I claim part of the honor, I partake in the pride, of her great names. I claim them for countrymen, one and all, — the Laurenses, the Rutledges, the Pinckneys, the Sumters, the Marions, Americans all, whose fame is no more to be hemmed in by State lines, than their talents and patriotism were capable of being circumscribed within the same narrow limits.

WEBSTER.

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star
In his steep course? So long he seems to pause
On thy bald awful head, O sovereign Blanc !

The Arvé and Arveiron at thy base

Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful form,
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
How silently!

Around thee, and above,
Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,
An ebon mass; methinks thou piercest it
As with a wedge. But when I look again
It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
Thy habitation from eternity.

COLERIDGE.

I have read that in some hard battle, when the tide was running against him, and his ranks were breaking, some one in the agony of a need of generalship exclaimed, 'Oh for an hour of Dundee !' So say I, 'Oh for an hour of Webster now! Oh for one more roll of that thunder inimitable! One more peal of that clarion! One more grave and bold counsel for moderation! One more throb of American feeling! One more Farewell Address! And then might

he ascend unhindered to the bosom of his Father and his God. CHOATE.

The great flood of time will roll on until the Aborigines are swept from the face of the earth forever. Ere long, not one lone trace of them will remain, save the mausoleum of the warrior, and the page on which his exploits are recorded. The last child of the forest will soon climb his native mountain to view the setting sun of Indian glory. And there shall he bow his knee, the last time, to the sun as he sinks behind his lonely cottage, and worship the Great Spirit of the waters, and the genius of storm and darkness.

JOHN LOFFLand.

ASPIRATED OROTUND.

Ghost. I am thy father's spirit,

Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confin'd to fast in fires,

Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purg'd away;

But that I am forbid

To tell the secrets of my prison-house,

I could a tale unfold whose lightest word

Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres,

Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

And each particular hair to stand on end,

Like quills upon the fretful porpentine ;

But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, Oh, list!
If thou didst ever thy dear father love—
Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.

'Tis now the very itching time of night,

SHAKESPEARE.

When church-yards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world; now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on.

SHAKESPEARE.

INFLECTION.

INFLECTION is the bending of the voice or changing of the pitch upon a sound or word.

Inflection is divided into two classes. Major, used in common discourse in expressions of pleasure, strength, and anger. Minor, used in expressions of horror, pity, pathos, and weakness.

There are two simple inflections, the falling and rising, and when these are united, they give the circumflex, which takes its name from its ending.

The falling() is used to express the will or knowledge of the speaker, and denotes decision, positiveness, or completeness.

The rising (1) expresses the will or knowledge of the hearer, and asks for information, denotes incompleteness, indecision, doubt, or timidity.

The circumflex (VA) is used to express mixed feeling, irony, sarcasm, or raillery.

The monotone (—) is used in expressing feelings of grandeur, vastness, or power. The monotone may be of any pitch, but should vary its slide as little as possible.