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VIII.

FORCE.

I. Gentle.

LOW, softly flow, by lawn and lea,
A rívulet, then a rìver;

No more by thee my steps shall be,
Forever and forever.

2. The night shall be filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal awày.

3. O hàrk, O hèar! how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going;
O sweet and far, from cliff and scar,
The horns of Elf-land faintly blowing.

II. Moderate.

1. Expression is the dress of thought, and still
Appears more decent as more suitable.

2. We should make the same use of a book that the bee does of a flower he gathers sweets from it, but does not ìnjure it.

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3. It is not what people éat, but what they digèst, that makes them stróng. It is not what they gáin, but what they save, that makes them rìch. It is not what they réad, but what they remember, that makes them lèarnëd. It is not what they proféss, but what they pràctise, that makes them good.

III. Loud.

1. The war, then, must go òn. We must fight it through. And since the war must go ón, why put off longer the Declaration of Independence?

PITCH OF VOICE.

2. Sound, sound the clàrion, fill the fìfe!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hòur of glorious life

Is worth an àge without a name.

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3. Hurrah! the land is sàfe, is sàfe; it ràllies from the shock! Ring round, ring ròund, ye merry bells, till every steeple rock! Let trúmpets blow and mad drùms beat! let maidens scatter flowers!

The sun bursts through the battle smoke! Hurrah! the day is òurs !

IV. Very Loud.

1. Boat ahoy! Boat ahoy!

2. Ye guards of liberty,

I'm with you once again. I call to you
With all my vòice.

3. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring your bèlls!
King John, your king and England's, doth approach:
Open your gates, and give the victors wày!

IX.

PITCH OF VOICE.

I. High.

RY Holiday! Holiday ! let us be gày,

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And share in the rapture of heaven and earth ;

For, see! what a sunshiny jòy they display,

To welcome the Spring on the day of her bìrth.

2. You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother

dear;

To-morrow 'll be the happiest time of all the glad New-Year; Of all the glad New-Year, mother, the maddest, mèrriest day; For I'm to be Queen o' the Mày, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the Mày.

3. Hear the sledges with the bèlls,

Silver bells!

What a world of mèrriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight.

II. Middle.

1. But true expression, like the unchanging sùn,
Clears and impròves whate'er it shìnes upon;
It gilds all objects, but it alters nòne.

2. "T is education forms the common mind;

Just as the twìg is bént, the trèe 's inclined.

3. As Cæsar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fórtunate, I rejoice at it; as he was váliant, I hònor him; but as he was ambítious, I slèw him.

III. Low.

1. Hark! from the battlements of yonder tower,
The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour.

2. The curfew tolls the knell of parting dày;

The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lèa;
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

3. Of old hast Thou laid the foundations of the earth; and the heavens are the work of Thy hands.

They shall pérish, but Thou shalt endùre; yea, àll of them shall wax old, like a garment; as a vèsture shalt Thou change them, and they shall he changed: but Thou art the sàme; and Thy years shall have no end.

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"So they read in the book in the law of God distinctly, and gave the sense, and caused them to understand the reading."

NEHEMIAH, VIII. 8.

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