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MAN | opened the | eyes of | one that was | born 0 | blind. 0 | 0 0 | 0 If ❘ this | man were | not of | GOD, | 0 he could | do | NOTHING. | 0 0|00|0 They | answered and | said unto him, |00| Thou wast | alto- | gether | BORN in | sins, |0 and dost | thou | teach 0 | us? | 00 | And they | cast him | OUT. | 00 | 001

Jesus | HEARD that they had | cast him | out; 0|0 and | when he had | FOUND him, | 0 he | said unto him, | 00 | Dost thou believe on the Son of God? | 0 0 0 0 0 He | answered and | said, 0 | Who | Is he, | Lord? | 0·0 | that I | MIGHT be- | lieve on him? | 00 |00|0 And | Jesus said unto him, | 00 | Thou hast both | SEEN him, | 00 | and it is | he that TALKETH with thee. | 0 0 | 0 0 | And he | said, 0 | Lord, | 0 I BE- | LIEVE. | 0 0 | And he | WORSHIPPED him. |

XI. THE SURE REWARD.-J. G. WHITTIER.

Emotional Narrative. long quantity.

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2.

- Moderate rate; middle pitch; median stress;

It may not be our lot to wield
The sickle in the ripened field;
Nor ours to hear on summer eves
The reaper's song among the sheaves.

Yet where our duty's task is wrought
In unison with God's great thought,
The near and future blend in one,
And whatsoe'er is willed, is done.

3. And ours the grateful service whence
Comes, day by day, the recompense;
The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed,
The fountain, and the noonday shade.

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XIL FULNESS OF LOVE. - CHARLES WESLEY.

Emotional Narrative. — Middle pitch, moderate rate; full tone; me‐ dian stress; long quantity.

1. O Love Di- | vine, 0 | how | sweet | thou art! [00] When | shall I | find my | willing | heart 0 |

All taken up | by thee? | 00 |

I thirst, | 0 0 | I faint, | 0 0 | I die | 0 to | prove

The greatness | of redeem- | ing love, | 0

The love of Christ 0 | to me. |00|00|

2. Stronger his love | than death | or hell; |00| Its rich | es 0 | are un- | searcha- | ble; 0 | 0 0| The first- | born | sons of | light 0 ¡

Desire | in vain | its depths | to see; 1 0 0|0|0|

They can- | not reach | the mys- | tery, 0 |

The length, | 00 | the breadth, | 00 | the height. |00|00|

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3. O | that I could for- | ever sit |

With Mary | 0 at the Mas- | ter's feet! | 0 0 |

Be this | 0 my | happy | choice; 0|00|

My only care, | 0 0 | delight, | 00 | and bliss, |00|
My joy, | 0 0 | my hea- | ven on earth, 0 | be this, | 0
To | hear the | Bride- | groom's | voice. 0|00|0 0 |

4. O that I could, 0 | with fa- | vored John, 0 Re-cline my | weary | head 0 | upon

The dear Re- | deemer's | breast! 0|00|

From care, | 00 | and sin, | 0 0 | and sor- | row free, 10 0
Give me, O Lord, | 0 to | find 0 | in thee |

My ever-lasting | rest. 0 |

SELECTIONS.

CONVERSATIONAL.-DESCRIPTIVE. — DIDACTIC. NARRATIVE. - FORENSIC.

XIII. COLLOQUIAL POWERS OF DR. FRANKLIN. - WIRT. NEVER have I known such a fireside companion. Great as he was, both as a statesman and as a philosopher, he never shone in a light more winning than when he was seen in a domestic circle. It was once my good fortune to pass two or three weeks with him, at the house of a private gentleman, in the back part of Pennsylvania; and we were confined to the house during the whole of that time, by the unintermitting constancy and depth of the snows. But confinement could never be felt where Franklin was an inmate. His cheerfulness and his colloquial powers spread around him a perpetual spring. When I speak, however, of his colloquial powers, I do not mean to awaken any notion analogous to that which Boswell has given us when he so frequently mentions the colloquial powers of Dr. Johnson. The conversation of the latter continually reminds one of "the pomp and circumstance of glorious war." It was, indeed, a perpetual contest for victory, or an arbitrary and despotic exaction of homage to his superior talents. It was strong, acute, prompt, splendid, and vociferous; as loud, stormy, and sublime as those winds which he represents as shaking the Hebrides, and rocking the old castles that frowned upon the dark rolling sea beneath. But one gets tired of storms, however sublime they may be, and longs for the more orderly current of nature. Of Franklin, no one ever became tired. There was no ambition of eloquence, no effort to shine, in anything which came from him. There was nothing which made any demand either upon your allegiance or your admiration.

His manner was as unaffected as infancy. It was nature's self. He talked like an old patriarch, and his plainness and simplicity put you, at once, at your ease, and gave you the full and free possession and use of all your faculties.

His thoughts were of a character to shine by their own light, without any adventitious aid. They required only a medium of vision like his pure and simple style, to exhibit, to the highest advantage, their native radiance and beauty. His cheerfulness was unremitting. It seemed to be as much the effect of a systematic and salutary exercise of the mind, as of its superior organization. His wit was of the first order. It did not show itself merely in occasional coruscations; but, without any effort or force on his part, it shed a constant stream of the purest light over the whole of his discourse. Whether in the company of commons or nobles, he was always the same, plain man; always most perfectly at his ease, with his faculties in full play, and the full orbit of his genius forever clear and unclouded. And, then, the stores of his mind were inexhaustible. He had commenced life with an attention so vigilant, that nothing had escaped his observation, and a judgment so solid, that every incident was turned to advantage. His youth had not been wasted in idleness, nor overcast by intemperance. life a close and deep reader, as well as thinker; and, by the force of his own powers, had wrought up the raw materials which he had gathered from books, with such exquisite skill and felicity, that he had added a hundred-fold to their original value, and justly made them his own.

He had been all his

XIV. THE BELL OF LIBERTY, - HEADLEY.

I. THE representatives of the people assembled in solemn conclave, and long and anxiously surveyed the perilous ground on which they were treading. To recede was now impossible; to go on seemed fraught with terrible consequences.

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