EXERCISE XL. Recast each of the following sentences, expressing the sense in as many different ways as possible: 1. She resolved to become entirely free. 2. Fortune was still as unkind as ever. 3. The king was thoroughly alarmed at this invasion. 4. These successes did not long continue. 5. We should love our enemies. 6. Many a man sacrifices his life to the acquisition of wealth. 7. The world is still deceived with ornament. 8. Mercy is twice blessed; it blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. 9. The sumach is staining the hedges with red. 10. One may hide his sorrow beneath a smiling face. II. 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. 16. The fields are gay with buttercups and clover. 17. Few persons have the courage of their convictions. 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, 24. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, 25. Out of the earthly years we live, EXERCISES IN COMPOSITION. REPRODUCTION X. AN INCIDENT OF THE FIRE AT HAMBURG. THE tower of old Saint Nicholas soared upward to the skies, Not Nature's self more freely speaks in crystal or in oak, It seemed a wondrous freak of chance, so perfect, yet so rough, The thick spires yearned towards the sky in quaint, harmonious lines, Never did rock or stream or tree lay claim with better right Surge leaping after surge, the fire roared onward red as blood, From square to square with tiger leaps panted the lustful fire; And church and palace, which even now stood whelmed but to the knee, Lift their black roofs like breakers lone amid the whirling sea. But scarcely can he cross himself, or on his good saint call, Upon the peril's desperate peak his heart stood up sublime; "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. REPRODUCTION XI. PRAYING FOR RAIN. How difficult, alas! to please mankind! Good Lamb, the curate, much approved, Was one dry summer begged to pray for rain. It chanced that the church-warden, Robin Jay, 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? Oh! you're a cruel and ungrateful man! I that forever help you all I can; Ask you to dine with me and Mistress Jay, "Send you a goose, a pair of chicken, You that were welcome to a treat, "Dear Mister Jay!" quoth Lamb, “alas! alas! “Sir," quoth the curate, “know that Harry Cobb, "Besides-why could you not for drizzle pray? Would I have played with your hay such a freak? I acted solely for the best; I do affirm it, Mr. Jay, indeed. Your anger for this once restrain, I'll never bring a drop again Till you and all the parish are agreed." PETER PINDAR. DEVELOPMENT IX. LOST. WITHOUT a hat upon his head, The miles of hot and dusty street. Where was his home? He could not say; A kind policeman picked him up, |