Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds;
Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds.

Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower,
The moping owl does to the moon complain
Of such as, wandering near her secret bower,
Molest her ancient, solitary reign.

Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,
Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap,—
Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, -

The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,
Or busy housewife ply her evening care;

No children run to lisp their sire's return,
Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share.

13.

Hail! holy light, offspring of Heaven, first-born,
Or of the Eternal co-eternal beam,

May I express thee unblamed? since God is light,
And never but in unapproached light

Dwelt from eternity, -dwelt then in thee,
Bright effluence of bright Essence incarnate!
Or hearest thou, rather, pure ethereal stream,
Whose fountain who shall tell? - Before the sun,
Before the heavens thou wert, and, at the voice
Of God, as with a mantle didst invest

The rising world of waters, dark and deep,
Won from the void and formless infinite.

GUTTURAL QUALITY.

The emotions which are naturally expressed by the strongest form of Guttural quality may be denominated malignant, in contrast with others which may be termed genial. The former includes hatred, aversion, horror, anger, etc.; and the latter love, joy, serenity, pity, etc.

EXAMPLES OF GUTTURAL QUALITY.

1.

Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold:

Thou hast no speculation in those eyes

Which thou dost glare with!

Hence, horrible shadow!

Unreal mockery, hence!

2.

Call me their traitor!-Thou injurious tribune!
Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths,
In thine hands clutched as many MILLIONS, in
Thy lying tongue BOTH numbers, I would say,
Thou LIEST.

3.

You souls of geese,

That bear the shapes of MEN! how have you run
From slaves that apes would beat! PLUTO and HELL! •
All hurt behind! Backs red and faces pale,

With flight and agued fear! MEND, and CHARGE HOME!
Or, by the fires of heaven! I'll leave the FOE,

And make my wars on YOU! Look to't! COME ON!

4.

Poison be their drink!

Gall worse than gall- the daintiest that they taste!
Their sweetest shade, a grove of cypress trees!
Their chiefest prospect, murthering basilisks!
Their softest touch, as smart as lizard's stings!

5.

Thou stands't at length before me undisguised -
Of all earth's groveling crew, the most accursed.
Thou worm! thou viper! to thy native earth
Return! Away!__Thou art too base for man ·
To tread upon! Thou scum! thou reptile!

6.

Be, then, his love accursed!-since love or hate,
To me alike, it deals eternal woe;-

Nay, cursed be thou! since, against his, thy will
Chose freely what it now so justly rues.
Me miserable! which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?

Which way I fly, is hell; -myself am hell;-
And in the lowest deep, a lower deep,

Still threatening to devour me, opens wide-
To which the hell I suffer, seems a heaven.

7.

If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew! Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Is he not fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons,

subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same summer and winter, as a Christian is? If you stab us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge. The villainy you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

ASPIRATE QUALITY.

The agitating character of certain emotions disturbs the play of the vocal organs, preventing the purity of tone of tranquility, causing aspirated quality, or redundant breath, added to vocal sound-producing a positive impurity of tone, which has a grating effect on the ear. Fear, horror, disgust, aversion, and discontent, generally take this quality. To master it, begin with the whispering exercises.

EXAMPLES.
1.

Hark! I hear the bugles of the enemy! They are on their march along the bank of the river! We must retreat instantly, or be cut off from our boats! I see the head of their column already rising over the height! Our only safety is in the screen of this hedge. Keep close to it-be silent-and stoop as you run! For the boats! Forward!,

2.

All heaven and earth are still-though not in sleep,
But breathless, as we grow when feeling most;

And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep!

All heaven and earth are still: from the high host
Of stars, to the lulled lake and mountain coast,

All is concentrated in a life intense,

Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf, is lost,

But hath a part of being, and a sense

Of that which is of all, Creator and Defence.

3.

Soldiers! You are now within a few steps of the enemy's outpost! Our scouts report them as slumbering in parties around their watch-fires, and utterly unprepared for our approach. A swift and noiseless advance around that projecting rock, and we are upon them! we capture them without the possibility of resistance! One disorderly noise or motion may leave us at the mercy of their advanced guard. Let every man keep the strictest silence, under pain of instant death!

4.

How ill this taper burns! Ha! who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes

That shapes this monstrous apparition.

It comes upon me! Art thou any thing?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,

That mak'st my blood cold, and my hair to stare?
Speak to me, what thou art!

5.

Alack! I'm afraid they have awaked, and 'tis not done! The attempt, and not the deed, confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready. We could not miss them!

TREMOR QUALITY.

The first step towards this quality is in the convulsive catch of sobbing. By degrees, this increases in frequency; and the cry becomes, at last, the rapid iteration of the tremor. The use of the tremor increases the force of the expression of all other intervals; for, since crying is the ultimate voice of distress, and its tremulous characteristic is adopted as the means for marking a very great intensity of feeling, tremulous speech is the utmost practicable crying on words. When mirth or sorrow is in the mind, it is hard to restrain its habitual expression. It is apparent in extreme feebleness, from age, exhaustion, sickness, fatigue, grief, and even joy, and other feelings, in which ardor or extreme tenderness predominates.

EXAMPLES.
1.

Pity the sorrows of a poor old man

Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door;

Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ;

Oh, give relief, and heaven will bless your store!

2.

Thou art the ruins of the noblest man

That ever lived in the tide of time.

3.

I'll not march through Coventry with them, that's flat;
No eye hath seen such scare-crows!

4.

My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead,
Say, wast thou conscious of the tear I shed?
Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son,
Wretch even then, life's journey just begun?
Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss
Perhaps a tear if souls can weep in bliss!
Ah, that maternal smile! it answers, Yes!

I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day;
I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away;
And, turning from my nursery window, drew
A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu!

But was it such? It was. Where thou art gone,
Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.
May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore,
The parting word shall pass my lips no more!

Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern,
Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
What ardently I wished, I long believed;
And, disappointed still, was still deceived.

By expectation every day beguiled-
Dupe of to-morrow, even from a child:
Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went;
"Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent,
I learned, at last, submission to my lot;
But, though I less deplore thee, ne'er forgot.

5.

O my dear father!-Restoration, hang
Thy medicine on my lips; and let this kiss
Repair those violent harms, that my two sisters
Have in thy reverence made!

Had you not been their father, these white flakes
Had challenged pity of them. Was this a face

To be exposed against the warring winds?

To stand against the deep, dread-bolted thunder?
In the most terrible and nimble stroke

Of quick, cross lightning?-to watch, (poor perdu,)
With this thin helm! Mine enemy's dog,

Though he had bit me, should have stood that night
Against my fire. And wast thou fain, poor father,
To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn,
In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!
"Tis wonder that thy life and wits, at once,
Had not concluded all!

6.

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy loving kindness: according to the multitude of thy tender mercies, blot out my transgres