To hear the tempest-trumpings loud And see the lightning lances driven, When strive the warriors of the storm, And rolls the thunder-drum of heaven,— Flag of the brave! thy folds shall fly, Like shoots of flame on midnight's pall, And cowering foes shall fall beneath Flag of the seas! on ocean's wave Flag of the free heart's hope and home! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Where breathes the foe but falls before us, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us? 64. LOOK ALOFT.-J. Lawrence. In the tempest of life, when the wave and the gale Should the visions which hope spreads in light to thine eye, Should they who are nearest and dearest thy heart- And oh, when Death comes in his terrors, to cast In that moment of darkness, with hope in thy heart, 65. FALL OF WARSAW, 1794.-Thomas Campbell. O sacred Truth! thy triumph ceased awhile, Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her van, Presaging wrath to Poland - and to man! Warsaw's last champion from her heights surveyed Wide o'er the fields a waste of ruin laid O Heaven! he cried, my bleeding country save! He said; and on the rampart heights arrayed In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear, And Freedom shrieked, as Kosciusko fell! O righteous Heaven! ere Freedom found a grave, Why slept the sword, omnipotent to save? Where was thine arm, O Vengeance! where thy rod, That smote the foes of Sion and of God? Departed spirits of the mighty dead! Ye that at Marathon and Leuctra bled! Friends of the world! restore your swords to man, Yes, thy proud lords, unpitied land! shall see Her name, her nature, withered from the world! 219. Illustrative: References to man and nature. As a rule, on objects referred to, use a downward bend or inflection (§ 50), and sometimes the circumflex (§§ 69, 70). These objects should be articulated distinctly, which will tend to make the predominating Terminal stress (§ 101) short and sharp, or change it to Initial (§ 100). When, again, there is much Drift (§ 154), the Terminal will become Median stress (§ 102). Orotund Quality (§ 135). 66. SUFFERINGS AND DESTINY OF THE PILGRIMS. Edward Everett. Methinks I see it now, that one | solitary, | adventurous vessel, the Mayflower of a forlorn hòpe, freighted with the prospects of a future | státe, and bound across the unknown | sea. I behold it pursuing, with a thousand | misgivings, the uncertain, the tedious m 8 RC up and prone w RC to br W voyage. Súns | rise and sèt, and weeks and months pàss, and wìn m RC to m S C ter surprises them on the deep, but brings them not the sight of the wished-for shore. I see them nów, scantily | supplied with provisions, crowded almost to suffocation | in their ill-stored prison, dem tr R C and w to mf RC layed by calms, pursuing a circuitous route; and now driven in fury h R C pr h Ꭱ Ꮯ before the raging témpest, on the high and giddy wave. The awful h RC h RC R voice of the storm hówls through the rìgging; the laboring másts с down to 1 Ꭱ Ꮯ 1 L seem straining from their base; the dismal sound of the pùmps is 1 LO higher mo m 1 L 0 W heard; the ship léaps, as it were, madly, from billow to bìllow; the m tr LC L C ocean breaks, and settles with ingulfing floods over the floating WILC to 1 s 1 LC 1 L C LC dèck, and béats, with deadening, shìvering wéight, against the IL C staggered vessel. I see them, escáped from these périls, pursuing their all but desperate | undertáking, and landed, at last, after a 1 во few months' | passage, on the ice-clad rocks | of Plymouth,— weak | and weary | from the voyage, | poorly | ármed, | scantily | w ms B C provisioned, without | shelter, without | méans, surrounded by hostile tribes. Shut, now, the volume of history, and tell me, on any principle of human probability, what shall be the fate of this handful of ad venturers? Tell me, man of military science, in how many months 1 tr w L O were they all swept off by the thirty savage tribes enumerated within the early limits of New England. Tell me, politician, how lòng did this shadow of a cólony, on which your conventions and W S LC 1 tr W B treaties had not smiled, lànguish on the distant coast? Student of history, compare for me the baffled | projects, the deserted | sèttle ments, the abandoned | advèntures, of other | times, and find the во parallel of this! Was it the winter's stórm, beating upon the houseless heads of women and children? was it hard | labor and spare | méals? was it disease? was it the tómahawk? was it the deep | málady of a blighted | hópe, a rúined | énterprise, and a broken | héart, |áching, in its last | móments, at the recollection of the loved and left, beyond the séa?- -was it some, or all of these united, 1 R C to m SRC that hurried this forsaken company to their melancholy fate? And is it possible that néither of these causes, that not all | combined, were able to blást | this bud | of hópe! Is it possible that from a beginning so feeble, so frail, so worthy not so much of admirátion 1 R f BO wider as of pity, there has gone forth a progress | so steady, a growth | so Во h and wider wonderful, | an expansion | so àmple, a reality | so impòrtant, a |