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RULE III.

Whatever member intervenes between the verb and the accusative case, is of the nature of a parenthesis, and must be separated from both by a short pause.

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Example.

I knew a person who possessed the faculty of distinguishing flavours in so great a perfection, that, after having tasted ten different kinds of tea, he could distinguish,/without seeing the colour of it,/-the particular sort which was offered him." ADDISON.

RULE IV.

Whatever words are put into the case absolute, must be separated from the rest by a pause

Example.

"If a man borrow ought of his neighbour, and it be hurt, or die,/ the owner thereof not being with it,/-he shall surely make it good."

RULE V.

Words or phrases in apposition, or when the latter only explain the former, have a short pause between

them.

Example.

1. " Spencer,/ the poet,/ lived in the reign of Queen Elizabeth."

2. " Hope, the balm of life,/ soothes us under every misfortune.'

RULE VI. .

Who and which, when relative pronouns, and that, when it stands for who and which, always admit of a pause before them.

Examples.

1. "A man can never be obliged to submit to any power, unless he can be satisfied,/ who is the person,/ who has a right to exercise it.”

2. "

LOCKE.

Many of Johnson's works, which you so much admire,/ were written in great haste."

3. "Nothing is in vain,/ that rouses the soul: nothing in vain,/ that keeps the ethereal fire alive and glowing."

RULE VII.

When that is used as a casual conjunction, it ought always to be preceded by a short pause.

Example.

“The custom and familiarity of these tongues do sometimes so far influence the expressions in these epistles,/ that one may observe the force of the Hebrew conjugation."

RULE VIII.

LOCKE.

Where there is no pause in the sense at the end of a verse, the last word must have exactly the same inflection it would have in

prose.
Example.

"Over their heads a crystal firmament,

Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with pure
Amber, and colours of the flow'ry arch.'

RULE IX.

MILTON.

In reading blank verse, care must be taken to steer between the one extreme of ending every line with a pause; and the other, of running one line into another more rapidly than in prose.

RULE X.

A simile, in poetry, ought always to be read in a lower tone of voice than that part of the passage which precedes it.

Sublime, grand, and magnificent description in poetry, requires a lower tone of voice, and a sameness nearly approaching to a monotone.

SELECTIONS IN VERSE.

ADDRESS TO MONT BLANC.

HAST thou a charm to stay the morning-star
In his steep course? So long he seems to pause
On thy bald awful head, O sovran Blanc !
The Arvé and Arveiron at thy base

Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful form!
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
How silently! around thee and above
Deep is the air and dark, substantial black—
An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it,
As with a wedge! but, when I look again,
It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine-
Thy habitation from eternity!

O dread and silent mount! I gazed upon thee,
Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,

Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer,
I worshipped the Invisible alone.

Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody,

So sweet, we know not we are listening to it,
Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts;
Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy:
Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,
Into the mighty vision passing—there,
As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven!
Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears,
Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! awake,
Voice of sweet song! ́awake, my heart, awake!
Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn.

Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale!
O struggling with the darkness all the night!
And visited all night by troops of stars;
Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink :
Companion of the morning-star at dawn,
Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the dawn

Co-herald! wake, O wake, and utter praise!
Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth?
Who filled thy countenance with rosy light?
Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?

And you, ye five wild torrents, fiercely glad!
Who called you forth from night and utter death,
From dark and icy caverns called you forth,
Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks,
For ever shattered, and the same for ever?
Who gave you your invulnerable life,

Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy,
Unceasing thunder, and eternal foam?

And who commanded (and the silence came),

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Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?"

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 element!

Utter forth, God! and fill the hills with praise!

Once more, hoar mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard,

Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene,

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