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mass of mankind, is by intellectual improvement; and that in this respect, therefore, our school system places the sexes on an equality?
LXXIX. —TEE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOOHE.
[chakl.es Wolfe was born in Dublin, Ireland, December 14, 1791, and died February 21,1823. He was a clergyman of the established church. His "Remains," consisting of sermons, fragments, and poems, were published after his death, with a memoir.
Sir John Moore was killed at Corunna, in Spain, in a battle between the French and English, January 16, 180U. He was wrapped in his military cloak, and buried by torch-light in a hasty grave on the ramparts of the town. A monument has since been erected upon the spot.]
1 Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried;
2 We buried him darkly at dead of night,
The sods with our bayonets turning;
3 No useless coffin enclosed his breast,
Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we wound him;
4 Few, and short were the prayers we said;
And we spoke not a word of sorrow;
6 We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed,
6 Lightly they '11 talk of the spirit that's gone,
And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him;
7 But half of our heavy task was done,
When the clock struck the hour for retiring;
8 Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory:
LXXX. —THE LAUNCHING OF THE SHIP. Longfellow.
1 All is finished, and at length
Of beauty and of strength. To-day the vessel shall be launched I
With fleecy clouds the sky is blanched, And o'er the bay, Slowly, in all his splendors dight, The great sun rises to behold the sight
2 The ocean old,
Strong as youth, and as uncontrolled,
And far and wide
Heaves with the heaving of his breast.
3 He waits impatient for his bride. There she stands, With her foot upon the sands, Decked with flags and streamers gay, In honor of her marriage-day, Her snow-white signals fluttering, blending,
Eound her like a veil descending,
Ready to be The bride of the gray old sea.
4 Then the Master,
With a gesture of command,
Loud and sudden there was heard,
She starts, — she moves, — she seems to feel
The thrill of life along her keel,
And, spurning with her foot the ground,
With one exulting, joyous bound,
She leaps into the ocean's arms.
5 And lo! from the assembled crowd
"Take her, O bridegroom, old and gray;Take her to thy protecting arms,
C How beautiful she is! how fair
She lies within those arms, that press Her form with many a soft caress Of tenderness and watchful care!Sail forth into the sea, O ship!Through wind and wave, right onward steer!
The moistened eye, the trembling lip, Are not the signs of doubt or fear.
7 Sail forth into the sea of life,
O gentle, loving, trusting wife, And safe from all adversity,
8 Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State I
9 Fear not each sudden sound and shock;
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea.
Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee:
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,
Are all with thee — are all with thee.
LXXXI. —THE ROMAN EMPIRE A PREPARATION FOR CHRISTIANITY.
! [francis Wayland was born in the city of New York, March 11, 1706, and was graduated at Union College in 1813. In 1821 he was settled over the First Baptist Church in Boston, was elected president of Brown University, in Rhode Island, in 1826, and held that office till 1855. He died September 30,1865. He published various sermons, a treatise on "Political Economy," the " Elements of Moral Science," and several occasional discourses. He had a vigorous and logical mind, and wrote with clearness and energy. He had a wide range and strong grasp of thought, and a power both of intellectual construction and analysis. His deep religious convictions, and his sensibility to moral beauty, save his writings from the dryness which is apt to characterize the productions of minds of so much logical acuteness. The following extract is from one of his sermons.]
One other condition remains yet to he observed. You well know that the nations inhabiting the shores of the Mediterranean were originally distinct in government, dissimilar in origin, diverse in laws, habits, and usages, and 5 almost perpetually at war. To pass from one to the other without incurring the risk of injury, nay, even of being sold into slavery, was almost impossible. A stranger and an enemy were designated by the same word.
Beginning with Spain, and passing through Gaul, Ger- 10 many, Italy, Greece, Asia Minor, Syria, Palestine, Egypt, and Carthage, until you arrive again at the Pillars of Hercules, every state was most commonly the enemy of every other. It was necessary that these various peoples should all be moulded by the same pressure into one com- 15 mon form; that one system of laws should bind them all in harmony; and that, under one common protection, a