Ecstatic Joy. Laughter. Fright. Alarm. Terror.
Animated description. Defiance. Joy. Feebleness.
Secret thought. Violent hate. Calling. Command.
Courage. Patriotism.
Mirth. Conversation. Fatigue. Seriousness. Rever-
ence. Grandeur. Sudden fear. Anger. Pathos.
Revenge.
Grave narration. Gloom. Despair. Melancholy.
Solemnity. Adoration. Suppressed fear. Loathing.
Contempt.
Deepest reverence and devotion.
Distress. Crying. Pity. Love.
Plaintiveness. Extreme pathos.
Reverence. Sadness. Awe. Sub-
limity. Tranquillity.
Conversation. Wit. Playfulness.
Earnest appeal.
Joy. Delight. Anger. Hate.
Alarm. Defiance.
Extreme surprise. Intense fear.
Impassioned exclamation.
Used in lengthening the
quantity of words without
overstepping the interval
the passion requires.
(Emphatic distinction. Gallantry.
Love. Solemnity. Reverence.
Irony. Derision. Sarcasm. Rail-
lery. Mockery. Contempt.
Admiration. Joy. Positiveness.
Decisiveness. Fearlessness.
Determination.
Indefiniteness. Antithesis. Interrogation. Surprise. Wavering. Cowardice.
Associated in the same styles of thought with the corresponding degrees of the rising and falling inflection, to give character to expression.
(Used, for the most part, in conjunction with concretes of the same intervals, through the different degrees of pitch, for variety in expression.
NARRATIVE, DESCRIPTIVE, DIDACTIC.
KNOWLEDGE and wisdom, far from being one,
Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells
In heads replete with thoughts of other men,
Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass,
The mere materials with which wisdom builds,
Till smooth'd and squared and fitted to its place,
Does but encumber whom it seems t' enrich.
Knowledge is proud that he has learn'd so much;
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Books are not seldom talismans and spells,
By which the magic art of shrewder wits
Holds an unthinking multitude enthrall'd.
Some to the fascination of a name
Surrender judgment hoodwink'd. Some the style
Infatuates, and through labyrinths and wilds
Of error leads them, by a tune entranced;
While sloth seduces more, too weak to bear
The insupportable fatigue of thought,
And swallowing therefore, without pause or choice, The total grist unsifted, husks and all.
But trees, and rivulets whose rapid course
Defies the check of Winter, haunts of deer,
And sheepwalks populous with bleating lambs,
And lanes in which the primrose ere her time
Peeps through the moss that clothes the hawthorn root,
Deceive no student. Wisdom there, and Truth,
Not shy as in the world, and to be won
By slow solicitation, seize at once
The roving thought, and fix it on themselves.
ADAM'S ACCOUNT OF HIS CREATION.
FOR man to tell how human life began,
Is hard; for who himself beginning knew?
Desire with thee still longer to converse
Induced me. As new-waked from soundest sleep,
Soft on the flowery herb I found me laid,
In balmy sweat; which with his beams the Sun
Soon dried, and on the reeking moisture fed.
Straight towards heaven my wondering eyes I turn'd,
And gazed awhile the ample sky; till, raised
By quick instinctive motion, up I sprung,
As thitherward endeavouring, and upright
Stood on my feet. About me round I saw
Hill, dale, and shady woods, and sunny plains,
And liquid lapse of murmuring streams; by these,
Creatures that lived and moved, and walk'd or flew ;
Birds on the branches warbling; all things smiled;
With fragrance and with joy my heart o'erflow'd.
Myself I then perused, and limb by limb
Survey'd; and sometimes went, and sometimes ran
With supple joints, as lively vigour led :
But who I was, or where, or from what cause,
Knew not. To speak I tried, and forthwith spake ;
My tongue obey'd, and readily could name
Whate'er I saw. "Thou Sun," said I, "fair light,
And thou, enlighten'd Earth, so fresh and gay ;
Ye hills and dales; ye rivers, woods, and plains;
And ye that live and move, fair creatures! tell,
Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus? how here?"
ADAM DESCRIBING THE CREATION OF EVE.
JOHN MILTON.
MINE eyes he closed, but open left the cell
Of fancy, my internal sight, by which
Abstract, as in a trance, methought I saw,
Though sleeping, where I lay, and saw the shape
Still glorious before whom awake I stood;
Who, stooping, open'd my left side, and took
From thence a rib, with cordial spirits warm,
And life-blood streaming fresh; wide was the wound.
But suddenly with flesh fill'd up and heal'd :
The rib he form'd and fashion'd with his hands;
Under his forming hands a creature grew,
Man-like, but different sex, so lovely fair,
That what seem'd fair in all the world seem'd now
Mean, or in her summ'd up, in her contain'd,
And in her looks; which from that time infused
Sweetness into my heart unfelt before,
And into all things, from her air, inspired
The spirit of love and amorous delight.
She disappear'd, and left me dark; I waked
To find her, or for ever to deplore
Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure;
When out of hope, behold her, not far off,
Such as I saw her in my dream, adorn'd
With all that Earth or Heaven could bestow
To make her amiable. On she came,
Led by her heavenly Maker, though unseen,
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