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But love what she loves in others, || evermore | her own dɔth
Thus the several joy of each becomes the common | joy of all." . . . Cardinal Damiani.
The Cæsural Pause is one used to divide a line of poetry into equal or unequal parts; as,
after labors, others, and each, in the preceding example.
The Demi-Cæsural Pause is a short pause which sometimes divides the parts of the line already divided by the Cæsura; as,
after diverse, rewards, love, evermore, thus, and common.
It will be observed that the places for the occurrence of the Casural and Demi-Cesural, always depend upon the Sentential and Rhetorical pauses; thus, believing that the sense of the passage demands that the Rhetorical pause should be used after curfew, in the line "The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,"
the Casural also occurs there; but if, from a misunderstanding of the true meaning, we should imagine that knell was placed in apposition with curfew, we should have both the rhetorical and cæsural pause occurring after tolls; as,
"The curfew tolls . . . the knell of parting day."
When no pause is required either by the punctuation or the sentiment, the harmonic pause should not be observed.
"Launch thy bark, mariner!
Christian, God speed thee;
"Good angels lead thee!
Tempests will come;
Steer thy course steadily,
Christian, steer home."
MARINER'S HYMN.-Mrs Southey
Yet seeking, ever seeking
Like the children, I have won
A guerdon all undreamt of
When first my guest begun,
And my thoughts come back like wanderers,
What they sought for long they found not,
Yet was the unsought best.
For I sought not out for crosses,
I did not seek for pain;
"Two hands to work addrest,
Aye for His praise;
Two feet that never rest
Walking His ways;
Two eyes that look above
Through all their tears;
Two lips still breathing love,
Not wrath, nor fears;'
So pray we afterwards, low on our knees;
Pardon those erring prayers! Father, hear these!"
"Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure,
IL PENSEROso.- Milton.
"Heavy with the heat and silence
Breaking through its shields of shadow,
Slumbered in the silent wigwam."
"And poor, proud Byron,- sad as grave
"And visionary Coleridge, who
Did sweep his thoughts as angels do
VISION OF POETS.- Mrs. Browning
Tetrameter and Dimeter.
"Truth is large. Our aspiration
"O brave poets, keep back nothing:
Hold, in high poetic duty,
Truest Truth, the fairest Beauty!
Pan, Pan is dead."
THE DEAD PAN.-bd.
"Dew-drops are the gems of morning,
That only serves to make us grieve
YOUTH AND AGE.-Coleridge.
Tetrameter and Trimeter.
"Oft in my waking dreams do I
Live o'er again that happy hour,
When midway on the mount I lay
"The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy,
My own dear Genevieve!"- LOVE.- Ibid.