7 Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow

Adown enormous ravines slope amain
Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice,
And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge !
Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts !
Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven
Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun
Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers
Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ?
God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations,
Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God !
God ! sing, ye meadow streams, with gladsome voice !
Ye pine groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds!
And they, too, have a voice, yon piles of snow,
And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God !


Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost !
Ye wild goats sporting round the eagle's nest !
Ye eagles, playmates of the mountain storm !
Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds !
Ye signs and wonders of the elements !
Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise !


HOLMES. (The following spirited lines were called forth by a rumor that the frigate Coustitution was about to be broken up as unfit for service.]

1 Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!

Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see

That banner in the sky;
Beneath it rung the battle shout,
And burst the cannon's roar;

The meteor of the ocean air

Shall sweep the clouds no more.

2 Her deck, once red with heroes' blood,

Where knelt the vanquished foe,
When winds were hurrying o'er the flood,

And waves were white below,
No more shall feel the victor's tread,

Or know the conquered knee;
The harpies of the shore shall pluck

The eagle of the sea.

3 0, better that her shattered hulk

Should sink beneath the wave
Her thunders shook the mighty deep,

And there should be her grave.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,

Set every threadbare sail
And give her to the god of storms

The lightning and the gale!



(JOHN QUINCY ADAMS was born in Braintree, Massachusetts, July 11, 1767, and died at Washington, February 23, 1848. He was for half a century in the service of his country, as foreign minister, United States senator, secretary of state, president of the United States, and from 1831 to the time of his death member of the house of representatives. He was a man of indomitable energy, dauntless courage, indefatigable industry, and ardent patriotism. His political opinions made him many enemies, especially in his declining years, but no one ever doubted his honesty and integrity, or failed to respect the spotless purity of his private life. His systematic industry enabled him to accomplish an immense deal of work. He was a man of extensive learning, and familiar with ancient and modern literature. His writings, consisting of speeches, addresses, lectures, and reports, are numerous enough to fill several volumes. He was for a short time professor of rhetoric and oratory in Harvard College, and the lectures he delivered in that capacity were published in 18.0, in two octavo volumes. The following extract is from “An Oration on the Life and Char. acter of Lafayette,” delivered before the two houses of congress, at Washing ton, December 31, 1831.)

LAFAYETTE discovered no new principle of politics or of morals. He invented nothing in science. He disclosed no new phenomenon in the laws of nature. Born and edu

cated in the highest order of feudal nobility, under the 5 most absolute monarchy of Europe, in possession of an

affluent fortune, and master of himself and of all his capabilities at the moment of attaining manhood, the principles of republican justice and of social equality took pos

session of his heart and mind, as if by inspiration from 10 above.

He devoted himself, his life, his fortune, his hereditary honors, his towering ambition, his splendid hopes, all to the cause of liberty. He went to another hemisphere to

defend her. He became one of the most effective cham15 pions of our independence; but that once achieved, he

returned to his own country, and thenceforward took no part in the controversies which have divided us.

In the events of our revolution, and in the form of policy which we have adopted for the establishment and 20 perpetuation of our freedom, Lafayette found the most

perfect form of government. He wished to add nothing to it. He would gladly have abstracted nothing from it. Instead of an imaginary Utopia, he took a practical exist

ing model, in actual operation here, and never attempted 25 or wished more than to apply it faithfully to his own country.

It was not given to Moses to enter the promised land ; but he saw it from the mount of Pisgah. It was not given to

Lafayette to witness the consummation of his wishes in 30 the establishment of a republic, and the extinction of all

hereditary rule in France. His principles were in advance of the age and hemisphere in which he lived. The life of the patriarch was not long enough for the development of

his whole political system. 35 This is not the time or the place for a disquisition upon

the comparative merits, as a system of government, of a

republic, and a monarchy surrounded by republican insti. tutions. Upon this subject there is among us no diversity of opinion; and if it should take the people of France

another half century of internal and external war, of daz5 zling and delusive glories, of unparalleled triumphs, hu

miliating reverses, and bitter disappointments, to settle it to their satisfaction, the ultimate result can only bring them to the point where we have stood from the day of the

Declaration of Independence, to the point where Lafayette 10 would have brought them, and to which he looked as a

consummation devoutly to be wished. Then, and then only, will be the time when the character of Lafayette will be appreciated at its true value throughout the civilized

world. 15 When the principle of hereditary dominion shall be

extinguished in all the institutions of France ; when government shall no longer be considered as property transmissible from sire to son, but as a trust committed for a

limited time, and then to return to the people whence it 20 came,

then will be the time for contemplating the character of Lafayette, not merely in the events of his life, but in the full development of his intellectual conceptions, of his fervent aspirations, of the labors and perils and sacri

fices of his long and eventful career upon earth ; and 25 thenceforward, till the hour when the trump of the arch

angel shall sound to announce that time shall be no more, the name of Lafayette shall stand enrolled upon the annals of our race, high on the list of the pure and disinterested benefactors of mankind.



MILTON. [John Milton was born in London, December 9, 1608, and died' November 8, 1674. His is one of the greatest names in all literature; and of course it would be impossible in the compass of a brief notice like this to point out, except in the most cursory manner, the elements of his intellectual supremacy. His“Comus," “ Lycidas," "L'Allegro,” “Il Penseroso,” and “ Arcades," were written before he was thirty years old; “Paradise Lost,” « Paradise Regained,” and “Samson Agonistes” were all published after his fifty-nintha year, and many years after he had been totally blind. His prose works were the growth of the intermediate period.

Milton's early poetry is full of morning freshness, and the spirit of unworn youth; the “Paradise Lost” is characterized by the highest sublimity, the most various learning, and the noblest pictures; and the“ Paradise Regained" and “Samson Agonistes” have a serene and solemn grandeur, deepening in the latter into austerity; while all are marked by imaginative power, purity, and elevation of tone, and the finest harmony of verse.

His prose works, which are partly in Latin and partly in English, were for the most part called forth by the ecclesiastical and political controversies of the stormy period in which he lived. They are vigorons and eloquent in style, and abound in passages of the highest beauty and loftiest tone of sentiment.

Milton's character is hardly less worthy of admiration than his genius. Spotless in morals; simple in his tastes; of ardent piety; bearing with cheerfulness the burdens of blindness, poverty, and neglect; bending his genius to the humblest duties, – he presents an exalted model of excellence, in which we can find nothing to qualify our reverence, except a certain severity of temper, and perhaps a somewhat impatient and intolerant spirit,

The following passage is from the fifth book of “Paradise Lost.”]

THESE are thy glorious works, Parent of good,
Almighty! Thine this universal frame,
Thus wondrous fair! Thyself how wondrous then,

Unspeakable! who sittest above these heavens, 5 To us invisible, or dimly seen

In these thy lowest works; yet these declare
Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light,

Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs 10 And choral symphonies, day without night,

Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven,
On earth join all ye creatures to extol
Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Fairest of stars, last in the train of night,

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