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He reads the stars, and grasps the flame

That quivers round the throne on high.
In war renowned, in peace sublime,

He moves in greatnèss and in grace ;
His power, subduing space and time,

Links realm to realm, and race to race. SPRAGUE CHARLES SPRAGUE was born in Boston, on the 26th day of October, 1791. He was educated in the schools of his native city, which he left at an early period to acquire a practical knowledge of trade. At twenty-one years of age, he commenced the business of merchant on his own account, and continued in it until 1820, when he was elected cashier of the Globe Bank. He is still connected with that institution. In this period he has found leisure to study the works of the greatest authors, particularly those of the masters of English poetry, and to write the admirable poems on which is based his own reputation. Mr. Sprague's first productions that attracted much attention, were a series of brilliant prologues, the first of which was written for the Park Theater, in New York, in 1821. “Shakspeare Ode," delivered in Boston Theater, in 1823, at the exhibition of a pageant in honor of Shakspeare, is one of the most vigorous and exquisite lyrics in the English language. “Curiosity,” the longest and best of his poems, was delivered before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, at Cambridge, in August, 1829. Beveral of his short poems evince great skill in the use of language, and show him to be a master of the poetic art.

II.
51. WORK.

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WHERE is a perennial' nobleness, and even sácredness, in

work. Were he never so benighted, forgětful of his high calling, there is always hope in a man that actually and earnestly works; in idlenèssălone is there perpetual despair. Work, never so Mammonish,' mean, is in communication with Nature : the reāl desire to get work done will itself lead one more and more to truth, to Nature's appointments and regulations which are truth.

2. Blessèd is he who has found his work ; let him ask no other blėssèdnèss. He has a work, a life-purpose; ho has found it, and will follow it. How, as a free flowing channel, dug and torn by noble force through the sour mud-swamp of one's existence, like an ever-deepening river there, it runs and flows ! draining off the sour festering water gradually from the root of the remotèst grass blade ; making, instead of pestilential swamp, & green fruitful meadow with its clear flowing stream. How

'Per ěn' ni al, literally, through or * Măm mon ish, relating to Mambeyond a year; hence, enduring; mon, the Syrian god of riches ; mer. lasting perpetually.

cenary, or procured by money.

blessed for the meadow itself, let the stream and its value be great or small !

3. Labor is life ; from the inmūst heart of the worker rises his Göd-given force, the sacred celestial life-essence, breathed into him by Almighty God; from his inmost heart awakens him to all nūblenèss, to all knowledge, “self-knowledge," and much else, so soon as work fitly begins. Knowledge! the knowledge that will hold good in working, cleave thou to that ; for Nature herself accredits that, says Yeā to that. Properly, thou hast no other knowledge but what thou hast got by working : the rest is yět all a hypothesis of knowledge; a thing to be argued of in schools, a thing floating in the clouds in endless logic vor'ticès? till we try it and fix it. “Doubt, of whatever kind, can be ended by action alone."

4. Older than all preached gospels' was this unpreached, inarticulate, but ineradicable,' for-ever-enduring gospel: work, and therein have well-being. Man, Son of Earth and Heaven, lies there not, in the innermost heart of thee, a spirit of active method, a force for work :—and burns like a painfully smöldering fire, giving thee no rest till thou unfold it, till thou write it down in beneficent. facts around thee! What is immethodic,' waste, thou shalt make methodic, regulated, arable,' obedient and productive to thee. Wheresoever thou findest disorder, there is thy eternal enemy: attack him swiftly, subdue him ; make order of him, the subject not of chaos, but of intelligence, divinity, and thee! The thistle that grows in thy path, dig it out that a blade of useful grass, a drop of noŭrishing milk, may grow there instead. The waste cotton-shrub, găther its waste white down, spin it, weave it; that, in place of idle litter, there may be folded webs, and the naked skin of man be covered.

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1 Hỳ poth' e sis, a proposition or the great truths of Christianity. principle assumed for the purpose of * In'e răd'ica ble, that can not argument; a supposition.

be uprooted or destroyed. • Vor' ti cēs, whirlpools; whirl- • Be něf i cent, doing good; winds ; hence, logical vortices are bounding in acts of goodness ; char intricate arguments, or arguments itable. that contain so many windings as to • Im'me thěd'ic, having no meth. bewilder.

od; without systematic arrangement, • Gös' pel, good news, hence the order, or regularity. four books which relate the history 7 Ar a ble, fit for tillage or plow. of the Saviour are called gospels; ing; plowed; productive.

5. But, above all, where thou findest ignorance, stupidity, brute-mindedness—attack it, I say; smite it wisely, unweariedly, and rest not while thou lịvèst and it lives ; but smite, smite in the name of God! The highest God, as I understand it, does audibly so command thee : still audibly, if thou have ears to hear. He, even He, with his unspoken voice, is fuller than any Sinār' thunders, or syllabled speech of whirlwinds; for the SILENCE of deep eternities, of worlds from beyond the morning stars, does it not speak to thee? The unborn ages; the old graves, with their long-möldering dust, the věry tears that wetted it, now all dry—do not these speak to thee what ear hath not heard ? The deep death-kingdoms, the stars in their never-resting courses, all space and all time, proclaim it to thee in continual silent admonition. Thou, too, if ever man should, shalt work while it is called to-day; for the night cometh, wherein no man can work.

6. All true work is sacred ; in all true work, were it but true hand-labor, there is something of divinenèss. Labor, wide as the earth, has its summit in heaven. Sweat of the brow; and up from that to sweat of the brain, sweat of the heart; which includes all Kepler calculations, Newton meditations, all sciences, all spoken epics, all acted hěroism, martyrdoms-up to

agony of bloody sweat,” which all men have called dīvīne! O brother, if this is not “worship,” then I say, the more pity for worship ; for this is the noblèst thing yět discovered under God's sky.

7. Who art thou that complainest of thy life of toil? Complain not. Look up, my wearied brother ; see thy fellow-workmen there, in God's eternity ; surviving there, they ălūne surviving : sacred band of the immortals, celestial body-guard of the empire of mind. Even in the weak human memory they survive so long, as saints, as heroes, as gods; they alone surviving :

'Si' nāi, a mountain of Arabia was born in Lincolnshire, England, Petræa, famous in Scripture. Height December 25, 1642. His investigaabove the sea, 7,497 feet.

tions have completely revolutionized * John Kepler, a distinguished modern science. His three great mathematician and astronomer, was discoveries, of fluxions, the nature born at Wiel, in Wirtemberg, on the of light and colors, and the laws of 21st of December, 1571, and died gravitation, have given him a name November 5th, 0. 8., 1631.

which will last as long as civilization Sir Isaac Newton, the greatest exists. His“ Principia” unfolds the of philosophers and mathematicians, theory of thouniverse. Hediedin 1727.

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peopling, they alone, the imměasured solitudes of Time! To thee Heaven, though severe, is not unkind; Heaven is kind—as a noble mother; as that Spartan mother, saying while she gave her son his shield, “WITH IT, MY SON, OR UPON IT!" Thou, too, shalt return home, in honor to thy far-distant home, in honor ; doubt it not—if in the battle thou keep thy shield! Thou, in the eternities and deepest death-kingdoms, art not an alien ;' thou everywhere art a děn'izen ! Complain not; the very Spartans did not complain.

CARLYLE. THOMAS CARLYLE, the eminent essayist, reviewer, and historian, was born at Middlebie, in Dumfriesshire, Scotland, in 1796. He received the rudiments of a classical education at a school in Annan, a town about sixty miles south of Edinburgh. At the University of Edinburgh, which he entered at the age of seventeen, he was distinguished for his attainments in mathematics. For some years after leaving the university, he supported himself by teaching, and writing for booksellers. He is the author of various works and translations—“Life of Schiller,” “Sartor Resartus," 1836; “The French Revolution," a history in three volumes, 1837; “Chartism,” 1839; “Critical and Miscellaneous Essays," from reviews and magazines, in 5 vols., 1839; “Hero Worship,” a series of lectures, 1841; “Past and Present,” 1843; “Life of Oliver Cromwell,” “Latter-day Pamphlets,” “Life of John Sterling,” &c., &c. The peculiar style and diction of Mr. Carlyle have with some retarded, and with others advanced his popularity. It is more German than English, angular, objective, and unidiomatic: at times, however, highly graphic, and swelling out into periods of fine imagery and eloquence. He is an original and subtle thinker, and combines with his powers of analysis and reasoning a vivid and brilliant imagination. His opinions and writings tend to enlarge our sympathies and feelings—to stir the heart with benevolence and affection—to unite man to man-and to build upon this love of our fellow-beings a system of mental energy and purity far removed from the operations of sense, and pregnant with high hopes and aspirations,

III.
52. ADDRESS TO THE INDOLENT.

IS

's not the field with lively culture green

A sight more joyous than the dead morăss'?
Do not the skies, with active ē'ther clean,

And fanned by sprightly zephyrs, far surpass

The foul November fögs, and slumberous mass,
With which sad Nature vails her drooping face?

Does not the mountain-stream, as clear as glass,
Gay dancing on, the putrid pool disgrace ?-
The same in all holds true, but chief in human race.

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Alien, (l' yen), a foreigner who * Děn' i zen, & naturalized for has not been naturalized ; a stranger. eigner,

2. It was not by vile loitering in ease

That Greece obtained the brighter palm of art, That soft yet ardent Ath'ens learnt to please,

To keen the wit, and to sublime the heart,

In all supremel complete in every part!
It was not thence majestic Rome arose,

And o’er the nations shook her conquering dart!
For sluggard's brow the laurel never grows ;
Renown is not the child of indolent repose.
3. Had unambitious mortals minded naught

But in loose joy their time to wear away, -
Had they alone the lap of dalliance sought,

Pleased on her pillow their dull heads to lay

Rude Nature's state had been our state to-day :
No cities e'er their towery fronts had raised,

No arts had made us opulent and gay ;
With brother-brutes the human race had grazed ;
None e'er had sõared to fame, none honored been, none praised.
4. But should your hearts to fame unfeeling be,

If right I read, you pléasure all require :
Then see how best may be obtained this fee,

How best enjoyed this, nature's wide desire.

Toil and be glad! let In'dustry inspire
Into your quickened limbs her buoyant breath!

Who does not act is dead ;-absorpt entire
In miry sloth, no pride, no joy he hath :
O leaden-hearted men, to be in love with death!
6. Ah! what avail the largest gifts of Heaven,

When drooping health and spirits go amiss ?
How tasteless then whatever can be given !

Health is the vital principle of bliss,

And exercise of health. In proof of this,
Behold the wretch who slugs his life away,

Soon swallowed in disease's sad abyss,
While he whom toil has braced, or manly play,
Has light as air each limb, each thought as clear as dãy.
6. O, who can speak the vigorous joy of health,

Unclogged the body, unobscured the mind ?
The morning rises gay, with pleasing stealth,

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