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is plànted; and though great men should fall off, yet the cause shall lìve; and though he who utters this should dìe, yet the immortal fire shall outlast the humble organ who convéys it, and the breath of liberty, like the word of the holy màn, will not díe with the prophet, but survive him.

VII. Emotional.

1. But here I stand and scòff you! here, I fling
Hatred and full defiance in your face!
Your consul's merciful:-for this all thanks.
He dàres not touch a hair of Catiline!


Signior Antonio, many a time and òft
In the Rialto you have rated me

About my moneys and my ùsances:

Still I have borne it with a patient shrùg;
For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
You call me misbelièver, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine,
And all for use of that which is mine own.
Well, then, it now appears, you need my hèlp:
Go tò, then; you come to me, and you say—
"Shylock, we would have moneys." You say so;
You that did void your rheum upon my beard,
And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cùr
Over your thrèshold; mòneys is your suit.
What should I say to you? Should I not say-
"Hath a dog money? Is it possible

A cur can lend three thousand ducats?" or
Shall I bend lòw, and in a bondman's key,
With 'bated breath and whispering humbleness,
Say this-

"Fair Sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last;
You spùrned me sùch a day; another time
You called me dòg; and for these courtesies
I'll lend you thus much môneys?"

3. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man;-to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hópe, to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honors thick upon him:
The third day comes a fròst, a killing fròst;

And-when he thinks, good, easy man, full surely
This greatness is a rípening-nips his ròot,
And then he falls as Ì' do.

4. I could have bid you lìve, had life been to you the same weary and wasting burden that it is to mě,-that it is to every noble and generous mind. But you, wretch! you could creep through the world unaffècted by its various disgraces, its ineffable mìseries, its constantly accumulating masses of crime and sòrrow; you could live and enjoy yourself, while the noble-minded are betrayed,—while nameless and birthless villains tread on the neck of the brave and long-descended :—you could enjoy yourself like a butcher's dog in the shambles, battening on garbage, while the slaughter of the brave went on around you! This enjoyment you shall not live to partake of: you shall die, base dog!—and that before yon cloud has passed over the sùn!

5. Thou slàve, thou wrètch, thou còward,
Thou little valiant, great in villainy!
Thou ever strong upon the stronger sîde!
Thou Fortune's champion, thou dost never fight
But when her humorous ladyship is by

To teach thee safety! thou art pèrjured too,
And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art thou,
A ramping fool; to brag, and stamp, and swear
Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave,
Hast thou not spoke like thúnder on my side?
Been sworn my sóldier! bidding me depend
Upon thy stárs, thy fórtune, and thy stréngth?
And dost thou now fall over to my fóes?
Thou wear a lion's hide! dòff it for shàme,
And hang a câlf's skin on those recreant limbs.


"But well to say, and so to mean, That sweet accord is seldom seen."





VERY moment of our lives, we breathe, stand, or move in the temple of the Most High; for the whole universe is that temple. Wherever we go, the testimony to His power, the impress of His hand are there.

2. Ask of the bright worlds around us, as they roll in the everlasting harmony of their circles; and they shall tell you of Him, whose power launched them on their courses.

3. Ask of the mountains, that lift their heads among and above the clouds; and the bleak summit of one shall seem to call aloud to the snow-clad top of another, in proclaiming their testimony to the Agency which has laid their deep foundations.

4. Ask of ocean's waters; and the roar of their boundless waves shall chant from shore to shore a hymn of ascription to that Being, who hath said, “Hitherto shall ye come and no further."

5. Ask of the rivers; and as they roll onward to the sea, do they not bear along their ceaseless tribute to the everworking Energy, which struck open their fountains and poured them down through the valleys?

6. Ask of every region of the earth, from the burning equator to the icy pole, from the rock-bound coast to the plain covered with its luxuriant vegetation; and will you not find on them all the record of the Creator's presence?

7. Ask of the countless tribes of plants and animals; and shall they not testify to the action of the great Source of Life?


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