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having the accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made men well, they imitated humanity so abominably!
4. MARMION TAKING LEAVE OF DOUGLAS.-Walter Scott.
The train from out the castle drew;
To each one whom he lists, howe'er
"An' 'twere not for thy hoary beard,
And first I tell thee, haughty Peer,
Here, in thy hold, thy vassals near,
And if thou said'st I am not peer
The Douglas in his hall?
And hop'st thou hence unscathed to go?
No, by Saint Bride of Bothwell, no!
Up drawbridge, grooms !—what, warder, ho!
Lord Marmion turned,-well was his need,--
Not lighter does the swallow skim
5. THE DEATH OF MARMION.-Scolt.
And soon straight up the hill there rode,
A wounded knight they bore.
His hand still strained the broken brand;
"Unnurtured Blount thy brawling cease;
Redeem my pennon !—charge again!
Cry, Marmion to the rescue !'-Vain!
And strove to staunch the gushing wound.
A light on Marmion's visage spread,
With dying hand, above his head
He shook the fragment of his blade,
And shouted, "Victory!"
66 Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on !" Were the last words of Marmion.
1. THE FOURTH OF JULY, 1851.-From Webster's Speech (on laying the corner-stone of the new wing of the Capitol).
This is the day of the year which announced to mankind the great fact of American Independence! This fresh and brilliant morning blesses our vision with another beholding of the birthday of our nation; and we see that nation, of recent origin, now among the most considerable and powerful, and spreading over the continent from sea to sea.
"Westward the course of empire takes its way,
A fifth shall close the drama with the day,—
On the day of the Declaration of Independence, our illustrious fathers performed the first scene in the last great act of this drama; one, in real importance, infinitely exceeding that for which the great English poet invoked
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene."
The muse inspiring our fathers was the Genius of Liberty, all on fire with a sense of oppression, and a resolution to throw it off; the whole world was the stage, and higher characters than princes trod it, and, instead of monarchs,-countries, and nations, and the age, beheld the swelling scene. How well the characters were cast, and how well each acted his part, and what emotions the whole performance excited, let history, now and hereafter, tell.
On the Fourth of July, 1776, the representatives of the United States of America, in Congress assembled, declared that these United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States. This declaration, made by most patriotic and resolute men, trusting in the justice of their cause, and the protection of Heaven,—and yet made not without deep solicitude and anxiety, has now stood for seventy-five years, and still stands. It was sealed in blood. It has met dangers, and overcome them; it has had enemies, and conquered