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the passage from Milton, "Up he rode"? Designate the pauses in the passage from Young, "Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep." Which of the lines has the finest modulation? Point out the cæsuras in the passage from Cowper, "Come evening once again, season of peace." Which of the lines has the sprightliest and most graceful movement? What figures are there in the passage from Thomson, “Come, gentle Spring, etherial mildness, come”? Of what feet are the lines from Moore formed, "And thus as in Memory's bark we shall glide"?


"Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid

Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire
Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed,
Or waked to extacy the living lyre.

"But knowledge to their eyes her ample page,
Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll;
Chill penury repressed their noble rage,

And froze the genial current of the soul.

"Full many a gem of purest ray serene

The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air."


In the first stanza there are two adjectives, two nouns, one verb, and one participle, used by a metaphor. Which are they? In the second, there is a personification, and three adjectives, two nouns, and a verb are used by a metaphor. Point them out. In the

third, there are three verbs used by that figure. Designate them. What is it that gem and flower are used to illustrate?

"Strange heart of man! that even midst woe swells high; When through the foam he sees his proud bark sweep,

Flinging out joyous gleams to wave and sky!

Yes, it swells high whate'er he leaves behind;

His spirit rises with the rising wind:

For, wedded to the far futurity,

On, on it bears him ever, and the main

Seems rushing like his hope, some happier shore to gain."


There are here two hypocatastases and a comparison; and four verbs, two participles, and five adjectives, are used by a metaphor. Which are they?

"A paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains; parting day

Dies like a dolphin, whom each pang imbues

With a new color, as it gasps away,

The last still loveliest, till-'t is gone-and all is grey."


There is in this passage a comparison; and two verbs, one noun, and one adjective, are used metaphorically. Point them out.

"Be silent, groves! O, may ye be

For ever mirth's best nursery!

May pure contents

For ever pitch their tents

Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains,
And peace still slumber by these purling fountains!

Which we may every year

Find when we come a-fishing here."


There are an apostrophe, three metaphors, and c one hypocata

stasis in the passage. Point them out.


"Now conscience wakes despair


That slumbered, wakes the bitter memory

Of what he was, what is, and what must be

Worse; if worse deeds, worse sufferings must ensue,'


Three verbs and one adjective are used here by a metaphor. Designate them.

"Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that,

And manage it against despairing thoughts."


There is in this passage a metaphor and two hypocatastases. Point them out.

"My heart is like a sleeping lake,

Which takes the hue of cloud and sky,

And only feels its surface break

When birds of passage wander by,

And dip their wings, then upward soar,
And leave it quiet as before."


"The groans of nature in this nether world

Which heaven has heard for ages, have an end.
Foretold by prophets, and by poets sung,
Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp,
The time of rest, the promised sabbath comes.

There is in this stanza a comparison and three metaphors. Designate them.

Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh
Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course
Over a sinful world; and what remains
Of this tempestuous state of human things
Is merely as the working of a sea

Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest:

For he whose car the winds are, and the clouds
The dust that waits upon his sultry march,
When sin hath moved him, and his wrath is hot,
Shall visit earth in mercy; shall descend
Propitious in his chariot, paved with love;
And what his storms have blasted and defaced

For man's revolt, shall with a smile repair.

Sweet is the harp of prophecy; too sweet Not to be wronged by a mere mortal touch; Nor can the wonders it records be sung To meaner music, and not suffer loss. But when a poet, or when one like me, Happy to rove among poetic flowers, Though poor in skill to rear them, lights at last On some fair theme, some theme divinely fair, Such is the impulse and the spur he feels To give it praise proportioned to its worth, That not t' attempt it, arduous as he deems The labor, were a task more arduous still.

O scenes surpassing fable, and yet true; Scenes of accomplished bliss! which who can see, Though but in distant prospect, and not feel His soul refreshed with foretaste of the joy? Rivers of gladness water all the earth, And clothe all climes with beauty; the reproach Of barrenness is past. The fruitful field

Laughs with abundance; and the land once lean,
Or fertile only in its own disgrace,
Exults to see its thistly curse repealed.

The various seasons woven into one,

And that one season an eternal spring,

The garden feels no blight, and needs no fence,

For there are none to covet-all are full.

The lion, and the libbard, and the bear, Graze with the fearless flocks; all bask at noon

Together, or all gambol in the shade

Of the same grove, and drink one common stream.
Antipathies are none. No foe to man

Lurks in the serpent now; the mother sees,
And smiles to see her infant's playful hand
Stretched forth to dally with the crested worm,
To stroke his azure neck, or to receive
The lambent homage of his arrowy tongue.
All creatures worship man, and all mankind
One Lord, one Father. Error has no place.
That creeping pestilence is driven away;

The breath of heaven has chased it. In the heart

No passion touches a discordant string,

But all is harmony and love.


Is not. The pure and uncontaminate blood
Holds its due course, nor fears the frost of age.

One song employs all nations; and all cry,
'Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us!'
The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks
Shout to each other; and the mountain tops,
From distant mountains, catch the flying joy;
Till, nation after nation taught the strain,
Earth rolls the rapturous hosannah round.

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