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Take her to thy protecting arms,

With all her youth and all her charms!"
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.

3. Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity, with all its fears,

With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate.
We know what Master laid thy keel—
What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel—
Who made each mast and sail and rope;
What anvils rang, what hammers beat;
In what a forge, and what a heat,
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope.

4. Fear not each sudden sound and shock-
'Tis of the wave, and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale.
In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
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!

H. W. Longfellow.

FOR PREPARATION.-I. Have you read "The Building of the Ship”? (from which these extracts are taken). If you have read Schiller's "Song of the Bell," make a comparison of the subjects, and methods of treatment.

II. Gěs'-ture, fōrge, as-sěm'-bled (-bld), beau'-ti-ful (bū'-), tri-ŭm'phant, flăp'-ping, hăm'-merş, wrought (rawt), ăn'-vilş.

III. Examine the meter, and select one line of each variety of lines as a specimen.

IV. Shores, spurs, "Ship of State," "anchors of thy hope," lights on the shore."

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V. Collect and arrange the examples of personification and metaphors of the piece.

LXXVIII.-BUILDING THE HOUSE.

1. Near the end of March, 1845, I borrowed an ax and went down to the woods by Walden Pond, nearest to where I intended to build my house, and began to cut down some tall, arrowy white pines, still in their youth, for timber. It is difficult to begin without borrowing; but perhaps it is the most generous course thus to permit your fellow-men to have an interest in your enterprise. The owner of the ax, as he released his hold on it, said that it was the apple of his eye; but I returned it sharper than I received it.

2. It was a pleasant hillside where I worked, covered with pine woods, through which I looked out on the pond, and a small open field in the woods where pines and hickories were springing up. The ice in the pond was not yet dissolved, though there were some open spaces, and it was all dark-colored and saturated with water. There were some slight flurries of snow during the days that I worked there; but, for the most part, when I came out on to the railroad, on my way home, its yellow sand heap stretched away gleaming in the hazy

atmosphere, and the rails shone in the spring sun, and I heard the lark, and pewee, and other birds, already come to commence another year with us.

3. They were pleasant spring days, in which the winter of man's discontent was thawing, as well as the earth, and the life that had lain torpid began to stretch itself. One day, when my ax had come off, and I had cut a green hickory for a wedge, driving it with a stone, and had placed the whole to soak in a pond hole in order to swell the wood, I saw a striped snake run into the water, and he lay on the bottom, apparently without inconvenience, as long as I staid there, or more than a quarter of an hour—perhaps because he had not yet fairly come out of the torpid state.

4. It appeared to me that, for a like reason, men remain in their present low and primitive condition; but if they should feel the influence of the spring of springs arousing them, they would of necessity rise to a higher and more ethereal life. I had previously seen the snakes in frosty mornings in my path with portions of their bodies still numb and inflexible, waiting for the sun to thaw them. On the first of April it rained, and melted the ice, and in the early part of the day, which was very foggy, I heard a stray goose groping about over the pond and cackling as if lost, or like the spirit of the fog.

5. I dug my cellar in the side of a hill sloping to the south, where a woodchuck had formerly dug his burrow, down through sumac and blackberry roots, and the lowest stain of vegetation, six feet square by seven deep, to a fine sand where potatoes would not freeze in any winter. The sides were left shelving, and not stoned; but the sun having never shone on them, the sand still keeps its place. It was but two hours' work.

IFTH READER.

cular pleasure in this breaking of =t all latitudes men dig into the earth perature. Under the most splendid still to be found the cellar, where s as of old; and, long after the superpeared, posterity remark its dent in se is still but a sort of porch at the

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u notice any traces of irony in the description of the small house building? Do you think the author meant it as a satire ature, as much as to say, "After all, they write only about the his building, food raising, etc.; and in this democratic country, e man's life as good as another's?" Or does the author think n acts are of epic dignity when honest ?

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On thy cold, gray stones, O Sea!

nd I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.

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That he shouts with his sister at plav!

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