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was rocked; it will stretch forth its arm, with whatever of vigor it may still retain, over the friends who gather round it; and it will fall at last, if fall it must, amidst the proudest monuments of its own glory, and on the very spot of its origin.

Mr. President, I have thus stated the reasons of my dissent to the doctrines which have been advanced and maintained. I am conscious of having detained you and the Senate much too long. I was drawn into the debate with no previous deliberation such as is suited to the discussion of so grave and important a subject but it is a subject of which my heart is full; and I have not been willing to suppress the utterance of its spontaneous sentiments. I can not, even now, persuade myself to relinquish it, without expressing once more my deep conviction, that, since it respects nothing less than the union of the States, it is of most vital and essential importance to the public happiness. I profess, sir, in my career hitherto, to have kept steadily in view the prosperity and honor of the whole country, and the preservation of our Federal Union. It is to that Union that we owe our safety at home, and our consideration and dignity abroad. It is to that Union that we are chiefly indebted for whatever makes us most proud of our country. That Union we reached only by the discipline of our virtues in the severe school of adversity. It had its origin in the necessities of disordered finance, prostrate commerce, and ruined credit. Under its benign influences, these great interests immediately awoke as from the dead, and sprang forth with newness of life. Every year of its duration has teemed with fresh proofs of its utility and its blessings; and although our territory has stretched out wider and wider, and our population spread farther and farther, they have not outrun its protection or its benefits. It has been to us all a copious fountain of national, social, and personal happiness. I have not allowed myself, sir, to look beyond the Union to see what might lie hidden in the dark recess behind. I have not coolly weighed the chances of preserving liberty when the bonds that unite us together shall be broken asunder. I have not accustomed myself to hang over the precipice of disunion to see whether, with my short sight, I can fathom the depth of the abyss below; nor could I regard him as a safe counselor in the affairs of this government whose thoughts should be mainly bent on considering, not how the Union should be best preserved, but how tolerable might be the condition of the people when it shall be broken up and destroyed. While the Union lasts, we have high, exciting, gratifying prospects spread out before us for us and our children. Beyond that, I seek not to penetrate the veil. God grant, that, in my day at least, that curtain may not rise! God grant, that on my vision never may be

opened what lies behind! When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once-glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood! Let their last feeble and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming in their original luster, not a stripe erased or polluted, nor a single star obscured; bearing for its motto no such miserable interrogatory as, What is all this worth? nor those other words of delusion and folly, Liberty first, and Union afterwards; but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart,-Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable.

SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE.

1772-1834.

Has left a few fragments of sufficient excellence to prove that he lacked the one great element of successful genius, the decision of character to execute a plan. His essays and fragments of poems are valued for the critical and imaginative power shown.

THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER.

PART I.

It is an ancient mariner,

And he stoppeth one of three:

"By thy long gray beard and glittering eye,

Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?

"The bridegroom's doors are opened wide,

And I am next of kin ;

The guests are met, the feast is set :

Mayst hear the merry din.”

He holds him with his skinny hand :

"There was a ship," quoth he.

"Hold off! unhand me, gray-beard loon!"
Eftsoons his hand dropped he.

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"The ice was here, the ice was there,

The ice was all around:

It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound.

"At length did cross an albatross;
Thorough the fog it came:

As if it had been a Christian soul,
We hailed it in God's name.

"It ate the food it ne'er had eat,
And round and round it flew :

The ice did split with a thunder-fit;
The helmsman steered us through.

"And a good south wind sprung up behind:

The albatross did follow,

And every day, for food or play,

Came to the mariners' hollo.

"In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,

It perched for vespers nine;

Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white moonshine."

"God save thee, ancient mariner,

From the fiends that plague thee thus !

Why look'st thou so ?” - -"With my cross-bow I shot the albatross."

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"Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious sun uprist:

Then all averred I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.

'Twas right,' said they,' such birds to slay

That bring the fog and mist.'

"The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,

The furrow followed free:

We were the first that ever burst

Into that silent sea.

"Down dropt the breeze; the sails dropt down; 'Twas sad as sad could be ;

And we did speak only to break

The silence of the sea.

"All in a hot and copper sky,

The bloody sun, at noon,

Right up above the mast did stand,

No bigger than the moon.

"Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted ocean.

"Water, water, everywhere!

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, everywhere!

Nor any drop to drink.

"The very deep did rot: O Christ,

That ever this should be!

Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

"About, about, in reel and rout,
The death-fires danced at night:
The waters, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green and blue and white.

"And some in dreams assured were
Of the spirit that plagued us so:
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

"And every tongue, through utter drought,

Was withered at the root:

We could not speak no more than if

We had been choked with soot.

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