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(“ Explosive" utterance.)

“ The foe! they come, they come !"

2. Half-whisper.
(“Effusive" utterance.)

They oared the broad Lomond, so still and serene;
And deep in her bosom how awful the scene !
Over mountains inverted the blue water curled,
And rocked them o'er skies of a far nether world !"

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(" Expulsive" utterance.)

Fear. Few minutes had passed, ere they spied on the stream, A skiff sailing light, where a lady did seem : Her sail was a web of the gossamer's loom, The glow-worm her wake-light, the rainbow her boom; A dim rayless beam was her prow, and her mast Like wold-fire at midnight, that glares o'er the waste !"

(" Explosive" utterance.)

"The fox fled in terror; the eagle awoke,
As slumbering he dozed in the shelve of the rock ;-
Astonished, to hide in the moonbeam he flew,
And screwed the night-heaven, till lost in the blue !"

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(" Pure tone: “ Effusive" utterance.)

1. Pathos.
“It was thy spirit brother! which had made

The bright world glorious to her youthful eye, Since first, in childhood, 'midst the vines ye played,

And sent glad singing through the free blue sky. * The degree of force implied in the epithet “subdued,” is equivalent, in

Ye were but two,

- and when that spirit passed, Woe to the one, the last!

Woe, yet not long ; she lingered but to trace

Thine image from the image in her breast, Once, once again to see that buried face

But smile upon her, ere she went to rest. Too sad a smile! its living light was o'er,

It answered her's no more.

“The earth grew silent when thy voice departed,

The home too lonely whence thy step had fled ; What then was left for her, the faithful-hearted ?

Death, death, -to still the yearning for the dead. Softly she perished :- be the Flower deplored

Here with the Lyre and Sword !”

2. Solemnity.
* Leaves have their time to fall,
And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath,

And stars to set ; - but all
Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death !

• We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea,

When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain;But who shall teach us when to look for thee?"

3. Tranquillity.
" The birds have ceased their song,
All, save the black-cap, that, amid the boughs
Of yon tall ash tree, from his mellow throat,
In adoration of the setting sun,

Chants forth his evening hymn. general, to that which, in music, would be indicated by the term "piano," and which suggests an obvious softening of the voice from even its moderate or ordinary energy, Pathos, solemnity, and tranquillity, when so arranged in succession, imply a slight increase of energy at each stage. But all three are still inferior to “moderate" or ordinary force.

'T is twilight now : How deep is the tranquillity! - The trees Are slumbering through their multitude of boughs, Even to the leaflet on the frailest twig ! A twilight gloom pervades the distant hills ; An azure softness mingling with the sky."

(* Orotund quality:” “Effusive" utterance.)

1. Pathos and Sublimity.

Wolsey, (on his downfall.] “Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man: To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him: The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root ; And then he falls as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must forever hide me!”

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2. Solemnity and Sublimity.

“Oh! listen, man! A voice within us speaks that startling word,

Man, thou shalt never die!' Celestial voices
Hymn it unto our souls; according harps,
By angel fingers touched, when the mild stars
Of morning sang together, sound forth still

* The effect of " orotund quality,” as transcending "pure tone," is that of a deeper, fuller, rounder, and more resonant utterance, - implying, therefore, an increase of force, although still a " subdued,” or softened force, when compared with even an ordinary degree. In music, the distinction would still be that of" piano."

The song of our great immortality:
Thick-clustering orbs, and this our fair domain,
The tall, dark mountains, and the deep-toned seas,
Join in this solemn, universal song.
Oh ! listen ye, our spirits; drink it in
From all the air. T is in the gentle moonlight;
'Tis floating 'midst Day's setting glories; Night,
Wrapped in her sable robe, with silent step
Comes to our bed, and breathes it in our ears :
Night, and the dawn, bright day and thoughtful eve,
All time, all bounds, the limitless expanse,
As one vast mystic instrument, are touched
By an unseen, living Hand; and conscious chords
Quiver with joy in this great jubilee.
The dying hear it; and, as sounds of earth
Grow dull and distant, wake their passing souls
To mingle in this heavenly harmony.”

3. Tranquillity and Sublimity.

“ Around me are the stars and waters, Worlds mirrored in the ocean; And the great element, which is to space What ocean is to earth, spreads its blue depths, Softened with the first breathings of the spring; The high moon sails upon her beauteous way, Serenely smoothing o'er the lofty walls Of those tall piles and sea-girt palaces, Whose porphyry pillars and whose costly fronts, Fraught with the orient spoils of many marbles, Like altars ranged along the broad canal, Seem each a trophy of some mighty deed ; Reared up from out the waters, scarce less strangely Than those more massy and mysterious giants Of architecture, those Titanian fabrics, Which point in Egypt's plains to times that have No other record.”

4. Reverence.
“These, as they change, Almighty Father! these
Are but the varied God. The rolling year
Is full of Thee.
And oft Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks ;
And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve,
By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales. -
In Winter, awful Thou ! with clouds and storms
Around Thee thrown, tempest o'er tempest rolled,
Majestic darkness ! on the whirlwind's wing,
Riding sublime, Thou bidd'st the world adore,
And humblest Nature, with Thy northern blast.'

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(“Pure tone: “Expulsive" utterance.)

Grave" Style. “The inordinate love of pleasure is equally fatal to happiness as to virtue. To the wise and virtuous, to those who use the pleasures of life only as a temporary relaxation, as a resting-place to animate them on the great journey on which they are travelling, the hours of amusement bring real pleasure : to them the well of joy is ever full; while to those who linger by its side, its waters are soon dried and exhausted.

“I speak not now of those bitter waters which must mingle themselves with the well of unhallowed pleasure, of the secret reproaches of accusing conscience, - of the sad sense of shame and dishonor, — and of that degraded spirit, which must bend itself beneath the scorn of the world : I speak only of the simple and natural effect of unwise indulgence; - that it renders the mind callous to en

* The term “ moderateis generally equivalent to "mezzo,” in music. It has many gradations, however; of which "grave” is the lowest. The successive steps are intimated in the arrangement of the exercises.

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