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DIRECTION. – Vary the following expressions by using circumlocution:
1. Despair not. 2. Fishes swim. 3. Forsake evil. 4. The sun rises. 5. Know thyself. 6. Bread is dear. 7. Life is fleeting. 8. Death is certain. 9. Time is precious. 10. Pity excites love. 11. The sky is clear. 12. Man lives by toil. 13. Avarice is a curse.
green. 15. Jenny Lind is dead. 16. Men delve for gold. 17. Knowledge is power. 18. Contentment is peace. 19. Her manners are gentle. 20. The moon shines bright. 21. She has disappointed me. 22. Washington was a patriot. 23. The sun gives light and heat. 24. Our school-mates seldom forget us. 25. Victoria
the English scepter. 26. Palaces and cottages alike must fall.
DIRECTION. - Recast each of the following sentences, expressing the sense in as many different ways as possible:
1. She resolved to become entirely free.
8. Mercy is twice blessed; it blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.
9. The sumach is staining the hedges with red. IO. One
hide his sorrow beneath a smiling face. 11. Rome, the capital of Italy, is the world's art-center. 12. The heart is not satisfied. 13. Trust thyself. 14. He who is honest is noble, whatever his fortunes or birth.
15. The way-worn traveler longs for rest.
18. Neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible, except to God alone.
19. Our unwise purposes are wisely crossed. 20. As thy day is, so shall thy strength be. 21. Form your taste on the classics, and your principles on the book of all truth.
22. Let the first fruits of your intellect be laid before the altar of Him who breathed into your nostrils the breath of life; and with that breath your immortal spirit.
23. God's angel, Sleep, with manifold
Soft touches, smoothing brows of care,
Because no night is there.
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion.
How small a profit springs !
EXERCISES IN COMPOSITION.
AN INCIDENT OF THE FIRE AT HAMBURG.
The tower of old Saint Nicholas soared upward to the skies,
It seemed a wondrous freak of chance, so perfect, yet so rough,
Never did rock or stream or tree lay claim with better right
From square to square with tiger leaps panted the lustful fire;
Upon the peril's desperate peak his heart stood up sublime; His first thought was for God above, his next was for his chime; “Sing now and make your voices heard in hymns of praise,” cried he, “As did the Israelites of old, safe walking through the sea ! “Through this red sea our God hath made the pathway safe to shore; Our promised land stands full in sight; shout now as ne'er before!” And as the tower came crushing down, the bells, in clear accord, Pealed forth the grand old German hymn,—“All good souls, praise the Lord !”
J. R. LOWELL.
PRAYING FOR RAIN.
How difficult, alas! to please mankind!
One or the other every moment mutters:
A third, petition for a southern, utters.
Good Lamb, the curate, much approved,
Was one dry summer begged to pray for rain.
Immediately a torrent drenched the plain.
Thus was his hay to health quite past restoring.
He sought the parson, like a lion roaring. “Zounds! Parson Lamb, why, what have you been doing ? A pretty storm, indeed, ye have been brewing!
What! pray for rain before I saved my hay?
Ask you to dine with me and Mistress Jay,
And often, too, a cag of brandy!
Making my house so very handy!”
“Dear Mister Jay!” quoth Lamb, “alas! alas!
"Cobb! Cobb! why, this for Cobb was only sport:
What doth Cobb own that any rain can hurt?”
I do affirm it, Mr. Jay, indeed.