It sinks in slumber with all Nature round. 'Tis the startling, wild alarm of "Fire! fire! fire!" And "Fire! fire! fire!" caught by the second crier, Resounding through the streets and avenues, 'Till every watch the warning cry renews. The signal-bell sends out its fierce alarm, And hundreds answer in discordant chime, And, hurrying to and fro, the fireman's tread Is heard upon those stones that were so dead. Now through the streets with courser speed they fly, Propelling on their heavy enginery, Accompanied with sturdy shout, and cry Of "Hoi! hoi! hoi!" and the trumpet's hoarser bray, The distant flames directs their course alone, And constant streams of gushing fountains flow And all their efforts blast! What's to be done? A horrid shriek falls on the crowd below, From yonder attic window high-reply A thousand tongues, "A woman! she must die!" And, oh my God! upon her arms a child! When from the crowd, with movements quick and wild, A shuddering, maniacal wretch exclaims, 66 My wife! my child! oh, save them from the flames!' But silently the fireman glances there: 66 The tallest ladder to the side with care! The tottering tower is reared, and, scaling high, "He's reached the window!-breaks into the room! A moment's stay decides their final doom!" The smoth'ring smoke and flames are pouring out, The sturdy fireman, calm, serene, and mild, And, lowering down, with caution sure and slow. A husband's groans -a 'wildered father's sighsAlone he hears; and boldly bears his load, Unharmed, to earth, from that inflamed abode. But 'tis too much-exertion was too strong- Those warping walls are swaying to their fall, D. T. S. NATURE AND PHILOSOPHY. THE following poem may appear too frivolous for oratorical representation, but let it be remembered, that even comedy requires study to be represented "to nature; and this story contains many comical points, which must awaken no little mirth, when accurately presented in recitation. The peculiar style of verse in which it is written, requires the greatest caution, to avoid a monotonous singsong, which, if indulged, destroys every beauty it contains. Poor Friar Philip lost his wife, The charm and comfort of his life; There were such things as girls below: "For," said he, "he might lose his wife." At five years old he showed him flowers, Who would not let him beg in vain, But what to do with his young son, Take him to town? he was afraid: For what if he should see a maid? In love, as sure as he had eyes, Then, any quantity of sighs. Leave him at home? the wolves! the bears! Poor Philip had a father's fears,— In short, he knew not what to do, To keep his darling lad from harm; Had never seen so many shows. He stands, with open mouth and eyes, Like one just fallen from the skies, Pointing at everything he sees: What's this? what's that? oh here! what's these?" At last, he sees a charming thing, That men call angels when they sing Young ladies when they speak in prose, "What's this? what's this? O heavens!" he cries, O shall I catch it? is it tame? What is it, father? what's its name?" ORATORY. IT is not my intention, here, to represent and illustrate some unknown theory in the art of elocution, oratory, or eloquence. The reader is, undoubtedly, well aware how numerous the authors are, who have given such a multiplicity of rules upon this important branch of a business education. So general are they that, should I endeavor to promulgate a new theory for oratorical delivery which would be worthy of honor to the author, I should, I fear, find it as difficult to explore ground which had not already been surveyed, as to lift myself in a cauldron against the laws of gravitation; and, I deem it useless for me to recapitulate those theories and rules which have already been placed at your hands. If the reader considers them valuable, he can peruse them at his leisure. I am quite positive it would be of little interest for me to introduce them here. But I will define what I consider to be understood by Oratorical Delivery; and, in so doing, I will endeavor to give you that analyses which will point the reader nearest to nature. I must still respect that old direction, "he natural." I would not be understood to discard any instruction for modulation and action which coincides with nature; but it is well to reflect how much of the various theories which have lately been presented to us with so much enthusiasm, coincide with that old direction, be natural." 66 By Oratorical Delivery, I would be understood, that art by which the speaker is enabled to present to his hearers his own sentiments, or even the sentiments of others, in such manner that his intonations and actions truly portray the sentiments which it is his object to promulgate; and have the power to make his hearers feel those emotions which he represents. This appears to me to be a natural definition; and it will always be my aim, at least, to deliver whatever I wish to express to others, in accordance with nature. Then it is, that modulation has its proper intonation, and action proves more than a mere dumb show. Oratory is always beautiful and powerful, when it is the outbursting of the heart. This assertion is accurately illustrated by the overwhelming power which those short harangues occasioned which we find scattered throughout the history of every country and age often changing the fate of nations, as well as individuals. Peter the Hermit, whose pious exhortations first awakened the crusading spirit in southern Europe, stands an everlasting example of the |