w turn to 1 RO To hew your chains off? Ye would give death | or lífe! Then marvel not 1 s f LO lf LO That I am here that Câtiline would join you! The great Patrícian? - Yês - an hour ago— w to R C Ft on waist w to m f RC But now the rèbel; Rome's eternal fòe, And your sworn | friend! My desperate wrong's my plèdge There's not in Róme,-nó-not upon the earth, во w1BC tr to 1 B C A man so wronged. The very ground I trèad 1 BC Ft crossed w1 ВО Is grùdged me.- Chieftains! ere the moon be down, Ꭱ Ꮎ My land will be the Senate's | spòil; my life, For lùcre. But there's a time at hánd! - Gaze on! If I had thought you cõwards, I might have come And told you lies. But you have now the thing LO Tâm; 1 LO Ft 1 O Ft ILO SLO To you and yours | forever! The State is weak as dust. lift Rome's | broken, | hèlpless, | heart-sick. Vengeance sits And it must | fâll. Her boasted strength's | a ghost, 1 s RC W to C Ft on waist Fearful to dastards; - yet, to trenchant swords, W to hf RC Thin as the passing aîr! A single | blow, In this diseased and crumbling state of Róme, Would break your chains like stubble. slowly Must Freedom | pine || till the slow || armorer || W tom f RC prone Let hearts be what they ought,— the naked earth 8 RC prone S RC up Will be their magazine; — the rocks- the trêes – W 1 to bk C down But, in the hand of Vâlor, | will out-thrust | m C prone W m Ꭱ Ꮯ The spear, and make the mãil | a mòckery! 34. CATILINE'S DEFIANCE.-Rev. George Croly, (p P) Conscript Fathers, (ƒ 0) (4) But here I stand for rìght — let him show pròofs — 1 R O For Roman right; though none, it seems, dare stand To take their share with me. Ay, cluster there! m f B C Cling to your mâster! || Jūdges, | Rõmans, | slāves · His charge is fâlse; I dàre him to his prôofs. (G) (ff) And still do scorn, to hide my sense of wrong! Who brands me on the fórehead, breaks my sword, Or lays the bloody scourge upon my back, Wrongs me not half so much as he who shuts W m tr C (f A) The gates of honor on me - turning out (ff G) The Roman from his bìrthright; and, | for | whàt? Vîpers | that creep where mên | disdâin | to clìmb, hold And, having wound their loathsome track to the top shake h LC w bk R C Bânished from Rôme! What's bânished but set free m f Ꭱ Ꮯ (AG) (f A 0) (ff G) From daily contact with the things I loathe? 1 Ꭱ Ꮎ (f A 0) (ff G Ꭱ Ꮯ (f A 0) (p) (f) (ff) (AG) (p A) (ƒ) (ff AG) "Tried and convicted | trâitor! Who says this? wl RO W 1 8 RC Bânished! I thank you for't. It breaks my chain! I held some slack allegiance till this hour; 1 RO 1 Ꭱ 0 wfm RC But now my sword's | my own. Smile òn, my lords! I scorn to count what feelings, withered | hopes, Strong provocations, | bìtter, | bùrning | wròngs, "Trâitor!" I gò; but || I || return. This || trial? 1 BO Here I devote your sènate! I've had wrongs br RCF To stir a fèver in the blood of age, Simple Antithesis (§ 72). 36. OUR RELATIONS TO ENGLAND, 1824. -- Edward Everett. Who does not feel, what reflecting American does not acknowledge, the incalculable advantages derived by this land out of the deep fountains of civil, intellectual and moral truth, from which we have drawn in England? What American does not feel proud that his fathers were the countrymen of Bacon, of Newton, and of Locke? Who does not know that, while every pulse of civil liberty in the heart of the British empire beat warm and full in the bosom of our ancestors, the sobriety, the firmness, and the dignity, with which the cause of free principles struggled into existence here, constantly found encouragement and countenance from the friends of liberty there? Who does not remember that, when the Pilgrims went over the sea, the prayers of the faithful British confessors, in all the quarters of their dispersion, went over with them, while their aching eyes were strained till the star of hope should go up in the western skies? And who will ever forget that, in that eventful struggle which severed these youthful republics from the British crown, there was not heard, throughout our continent in arms, a voice which spoke louder for the rights of America that than of Burke, or of Chatham, within the walls of the British Parliament, and at the foot of the British throne? I am not I need not say I am not the panegyrist of England. I am not dazzled by her riches, nor awed by her power. The sceptre, the mitre, and the coronet, - stars, garters, and blue ribbons, seem to me poor things for great men to contend for. Nor is my admiration awakened by her armies, mustered for the battles of Europe; her navies, overshadowing the ocean; nor her empire, grasping the farthest East. It is these, and the price of guilt and blood by which they are too often maintained, which are the cause why no friend of liberty can salute her with undivided affections. But it is the cradle and the refuge of free principles, though often persecuted; the school of religious liberty, the more precious for the struggles through which it has passed; the tombs of those who have reflected honor on all who speak the English tongue; it is the birthplace of our fathers, the home of the Pilgrims;-it is these which I love and venerate in England. I should feel ashamed of an enthusiasm for Italy and Greece, did I not also feel it for a land like this. In an American, it would seem to me degenerate and ungrateful to hang with passion upon the traces of Homer and Virgil, and follow, without emotion, the nearer and plainer footsteps of Shakspeare and Milton. I should think him cold in his love for his native land who felt no melting in his heart for that other native country which holds the ashes of his forefathers. 37. ROLLA'S ADDRESS TO THE PERUVIANS.-R. B. Sheridan. My brave associates, - partners of my tóil, my feelings, and my fáme! can Rolla's words add vigor to the virtuous energies which 1 SRO inspire your hearts? Nô! You have judged, as Î have, the foul 1 f RO ws RC W S RC ness of the crafty pléa by which these bold invaders would delùde you. Your generous spirit has compared, as mîne has, the motives which in a war like this, can animate their minds and ôurs. Thěy, m S L by a strange frenzy dríven, fight for power, for plùnder, and extended side 1 1 RO rùle: wê, for our country, our àltars, and our homes. They follow W Ꭱ Ꮯ 1 s R O m S L C m s L C an adventurer whom they fear, and obey a power which they hate: 1 R hRO wê serve a monarch whom we lòve-a God whom we adòre. WhenC to waist W SL C W e'er they move in ánger, desolâtion tracks their progress! they pause in ámity, affliction mourns their friendship. tr L Whene'er They boast w BC they come but to improve our state, enlârge our thoughts, and free us |