LESSON LI. EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION. Ebb'd, robb'd, prob'dst, blown, troubl'd, troubl'dst, troubles, troubl'st, brave, brown, robes, prob'st. Hymn before Sunrise, in the Vale of Chamouni. COLERIDGE. HAST thou a charm to stay the morning star O dread and silent mount! I gazed upon thee, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer, Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Into the mighty vision passing—there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the vale! Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink, - Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the dawn And you, ye five wild torrents fiercely glad! Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, And who commanded, and the silence came, Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, 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 elements! 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, Into the depth of clouds that veil thy breast, Thou, too, again, stupendous mountain! thou, That, as I raise my head, awhile bowed low In adoration, upward from thy base Slow-travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears Solemnly seemest, like a vapory cloud, Rise, like a cloud of incense, from the earth! LESSON LII. EXERCISES IN ARTICULATION. Handle, handl'd, handl'dst, handles, handi̇st, gladďn, gladd'ns, gladd'n'd, dream, drive, didst, breadth, breadths, deeds, edge, hedg'd. Hymn of Nature. W. B. O. PEABODY. GOD of the earth's extended plains! The dark, green fields, contented lie; Where man might commune with the sky; The tall cliff challenges the storm God of the dark and heavy deep! The waves lie sleeping on the sands, Hath summoned up their thundering bands; God of the forest's solemn shade! When side by side their ranks they form, To wave on high their plumes of green, God of the light and viewless air! The fierce and wintry tempests blow, God of the fair and open sky! How gloriously above us springs The tented dome, of heavenly blue, Suspended on the rainbow's rings! Each brilliant star, that sparkles through, Each gilded cloud, that wanders free In evening's purple radiance, gives The beauty of its praise to thee. God of the rolling orbs above! Thy name is written clearly bright And every spark that walks alone Were kindled at thy burning throne. God of the world! the hour must come, Her incense-fires shall cease to burn; |