shall not stand. 3 And if Satan cast out Sátan, he is divided against himself; how shall then his kingdom stand? And if I by Beelzebub cast out devils, by whom do your children cast them out? therefore they shall be your judges. But if I cast out devils by the Spirit of God, then the kingdom of God is come unto you. 4 Or else how can one enter into a strong man's house, and spoil his goods, except he first bìn the strong man? and then he will spoil his house.

4. And behold, a certain lawyer stood up, and tempt ed him, saying, Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life? 2 He said unto him, What is written in the làw? how readest thou? 3 And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself. 4 And he said unto him, Thou hast answered rìght: this do, and thou shalt live. But he, willing to justify himself, said unto Jesus, And who is my neighbour? 5 And Jesus answering, said, A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jerico, and fell among thieves, which stripped him of his raiment, and wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead. 6 And by chance there came down a certain prìest that way; and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. And likewise a Lèvite, when he was at the place, came and looked on him, and passed by on the other side. 7 But a certain Samăritan, as he journeyed, came where he wás; and when he saw him, he had compàssion on him,—and went to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine, and set him on his own béast, and brought him to an ínn, and took càre of him. 8 And on the morrow, when he departed, he took out two pence, and gave them to the host, and said unto him, Take care of him: and whatsoever thou spendest móre, when I come again, I will repay thee. 9 Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbour unto him that fell among the thieves?-And he said, He that shewed mèrcy on him. Then said Jesus unto him, Go and do thou likewise.

5. For if you now pronounce, that, as my public conduct hath not been right, Ctesiphon must stand condemned, it must be thought that yourselves have acted wrong, not that you owe your present state to the caprice of fortune. But it cannot bè. No, my countrymen! It cannot be you have acted wrong, in encountering danger bravely, for the

liberty and safety of all Greece. No! By those generous souls of ancient times, who were exposed at Marathon! By those who stood arrayed at Platèa! By those who encountered the Persian fleet at Salamis! who fought at Artemisium! By all those illustrious sons of Athens, whose remains lie deposited in the public monuments! All of whom received the same honorable interment from their country: Not those only who prevailed, not those only who were victorious. And with reason. What was the part of gallant men they all performed; their success was such as the Supreme Director of the world dispensed to each.

EXERCISE 12.

Like other tyrants, death delights to smite,
What, smitten, most proclaims the pride of pow'r,
And arbitrary nod. His joy supreme,

To bid the wrétch survive the fortunate;

5 The feeble wrap the athlètic in his shroud;

And weeping fathers build their children's tomb: Mé thine, NARCISSA!-What though short thy date? Virtue, not rolling súns, the mind matures. That life is long, which answers life's great end. 10 The tree that bears no fruit, deserves no name; The man of wisdom, is the man of years. NARCISSA's youth has lectur'd me thus far. And can her gaiety give counsel too? That, like the Jew's fam'd oracle of gems, 15 Sparkles instruction; such as throws new light, And opens more the character of death;

20

Ill known to thee, LORENZO: This thy vaunt;
Give death his due, the wretched, and the òld;

66

Let him not violate kind náture's laws.

But own man born to live as well as die."

Wretched and old thou givest him; young and gay

He takes; and plunder is a tyrant's joy.

* Fortune, with youth and gaiety, conspir'd

To weave a triple wreath of happiness,

25 (If happiness on earth,) to crown her brow,

And could death charge through such a shining shield?
That shining shield invites the tyrant's spear;

As if to damp our elevated aims,

*In this place, and in many others, the connexion of the author is broken in the selections, without notice.

And strongly preach humility to man.

O how portentous is prosperity!

How, comet-like, it threatens, while it shines!
Few years but yield us proof of death's ambition,
5 To cull his victims from the fairest fold,
And sheath his shafts in all the pride of life.
When flooded with abundance, and purpled o'er
With recent honors, bloom'd with ev'ry bliss,
Set up in ostentation, made the gaze,

10 The gaudy centre, of the public eye,

15

When fortune thus has toss'd her child in air,
Snatch'd from the covert of an humble state,
How often have I seen him dròpp'd at once,
Our morning's énvy! and our ev'ning's sigh!
Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow;
A blow, which, while it éxecutes, alàrms;
And startles thousands with a single fall.
() As when some stately growth of oak or pine,
Which nods aloft, and proudly spreads her shade,
20 The sun's defiance, and the flock's defence;

By the strong strokes of lab'ring hinds subdu'd
Loud groans her last, and rushing from her height,
In cumb'rous ruin, thunders to the ground:
The conscious forest trembles at the shock,
25 And hill, and stream, and distant dale resound.*

EXERCISE 13.

Genius and art, ambition's boasted wings,

Our boast but ill deserve.

If these alone

Assist our flight, fame's flight is glory's fall.
30 Heart-merit wanting, mount we ne'er so high,
Our height is but the gibbet of our name.
A celebrated wretch when I behold,
When I behold a genius bright, and base,
Of tow'ring talents, and terrestrial aíms;

Young.

35 Methinks I see, as thrown from her high sphere,
The glorious fragments of a soul immortal,
With rubbish mixt, and glittering in the dùst.
Struck at the splendid, melancholy sight,

In the following Exercises, the marks of modulation are occasion aily userl.

At once compassion soft, and envy

rise

But wherefore ènvy? Talents, angel-bright,
If wanting worth, are shining instruments
In false ambition's hand, to finish faults
5 Illustrious, and give infamy renown.

Great ill is an achievement of great pow'rs.
Plain sense but rarely leads us far astray,
Means have no merit, if our ènd amiss.
Hearts are proprietors of all applause.

10 Right ends, and means make wisdom: Worldly-wise Is but half-witted, at its highest praise.

Let genius then despair to make thee great;
Nor flatter station: What is station high?
'Tis a proud mèndicant; it boasts and begs;
15 It begs an alms of homage from the throng.
And oft the throng denies its charity.
Monarchs and ministers, are awful names;
Whoever wear them, challenge our devoir.
Religion, public order, both exact

20 External homage, and a supple knee,
To beings pompously set up, to serve
The meanest slave; all more is merit's due,
Her sacred and inviolable right,

Nor ever paid the monarch, but the man,
25 Our hearts ne'er bow but to superior wòrth;
Nor ever fail of their allegiance there.
Fools, indeed drop the man in their account,
And vote the mantle into majesty.

Let the small savage boast his silver fur;
30 His royal robe unborrowed and unbought,
His own, descending fairly from his sires.
Shall man be proud to wear his livery,
And souls in ermine scorn a soul without?
Can pláce or lessen us, or aggrandize?

35 Pigmies are pígmies stíll, though perch'd on Alps ; And pyramids are pyramids in vales.

40

Each man makes his own statue, builds himself;
Virtue alone outbuilds the pyramids :

Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.

-Thy bosom burns for pow'r;

What station charms thee? I'll install thee there; 'Tis thìne. And art thou greater than before? Then thou before was something less than, man.

Has thy new post betray'd thee into pride?
That treach'rous pride betrays thy dignity;
That pride defames humanity, and calls

5 The being mean, which staffs or strings can raise. High worth is elevated place: 'Tis mòre;

It makes the post stand candidate for thee; Makes more than monarchs, makes an honest màn, Though no exchequer it commands, 'tis wealth; 10 And though it wears no ríbband, 'tis renown; Renown, that would not quit thee, though disgràc'd, Nor leave thee pendant on a master's smile. Other ambition nature interdicts;

Nature proclaims it most absurd in man,

15 By pointing at his origin, and end;

Milk, and a swathe, at first his whole demand ;
His whole domain, at last, a turf or stone;
To whom, between, a world may seem too small.

Young.

EXERCISE 14.

Ambition! pow'rful source of good and ill!
20 Thy strength in man, like length of wing in birds,
When disengag'd from earth, with greater ease
And swifter flight transports us to the skies;
By toys entangled, or in guilt bemir'd,

It turns a curse; it is our chàin, and scòurge,
25 In this dark dungeon, where confined we lie,
Close grated by the sordid bars of sense;
All prospect of eternity shut out;

And, but for execution, ne'er set free.

In spite of all the truths the muse has sung,

30 Ne'er to be prized enough! enough revolv'd! Are there who wrap the world so close about them, They see no farther than the clouds? and dance

On heedless vanity's fantastic toe?

Till, stumbling at a straw, in their career,

35 Headlong they plunge, where end both dance and song.
Are there on earth,—(let me not call them men,)
Who lodge a soul immortal in their breasts;
Unconscious as the mountain of its ore;

Or rock, of its inestimable gem?

40 When rocks shall melt, and mountains vanish, these