Hail to the morn, when first they stood On Bunker's height, And, fearless, stemmed th' invading flood, O, 'twas a proud, exulting day; There is no other land like thee, Thou art the shelter of the free; Ere I forget to think upon My land, shall mother curse the son Thou art the firm, unshaken rock And, rising from thy hardy stock, All, who the wreath of Freedom twine, We love thy rude and rocky shore, Let foreign navies hasten o'er, They still shall find our lives are given Science, against, launch, launch'd, tent, tenth, tenths, tents, wants, want'st, means. The Village Blacksmith. LONGFELLOW. UNDER a spreading chestnut-tree His hair is crisp, and black, and long; His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat; He earns whate'er he can; And looks the whole world in the face, Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, Like a sexton ringing the village bell M And children, coming home from school, They love to see the flaming forge, And catch the burning sparks that fly He goes on Sunday to the church, He hears the parson pray and preach; And it makes his heart, rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes. A tear out of his eyes. Toiling-rejoicing-sorrowing- Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, Thus at the flaming forge of life Play, people, peopl'd, peopl'dst, scruples, scrupl'st, open, open'd, opens, praise, droops, droop'st, precept, precepts, accept'st, depth, depths. What the Heart of the young Man said to the Psalmist. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, In the world's broad field of battle, Be not like dumb, driven cattle; Herb, verb, curb, curb'd, curb'dst, herbs, verbs, curbs, curb'st, bard, bards, rewards, reward'st, surf, scarfs, iceberg, icebergs, barge, urge, urg'd. The Cataract and the Streamlet; or, Power and Gentleness. BERNARD Barton. NOBLE the mountain stream, Bursting in grandeur from its vantage ground: Glory is in its gleam Of brightness-thunder in its deafening sound: |