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ELOQUENCE - ORATOR.

12.

As I listen'd to thee,
The happy hours pass'd by us unperceiv'd,
So was my soul fix'd to the soft enchantment.

10. His words of learned length and thundering sound,
Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around;

And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew,
That one small head should carry all he knew.
GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village.

11. Here rills of oily eloquence in soft Meanders lubricate the course they take.

14.

-The grand debate,
The popular harangue, the tart reply,
The logic, and the wisdom, and the wit,
And the loud laugh-I long to know them all.

13. For rhetoric, he could not ope

His mouth, but out there flew a trope.

My listening powers

Were aw'd, and every thought in silence hung,
And wondering expectation.

15. Thy words had such a melting flow,

ROWE.

And spoke of truth so sweetly well,
They dropp'd like heaven's serenest snow,
And all was brightness where they fell!

BUTLER'S Hudibras.

16. He scratch'd his ear, the infallible resource To which embarrass'd people have recourse.

COWPER.

CowPER.

AKENSIDE.

MOORE.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

17. Henry, the forest-born Demosthenes,

Whose thunder shook the Philip of the seas.
BYRON'S Age of Bronze.

18. His talk is the sweet extract of all speech, And holds mine ear in blissful slavery.

19. Thus stor'd with intellectual riches,
Skill'd was our squire in making speeches,
Where strength of brains united centres
With strength of lungs surpassing Stentor's.

21.

20. Oh! as the bee upon the flower, I hang Upon the honey of thy eloquent tongue. BULWER'S Lady of Lyons.

BAILEY'S Festus.

TRUMBULL'S Mc Fingal.

His words seem'd oracles

That pierc'd their bosoms; and each man would turn
And gaze in wonder on his neighbour's face,
That with the like dumb wonder answer'd him.
You could have heard
The beating of your pulses while he spoke.

22. Eloquence, that charms and burns, Startles, soothes, and wins, by turns.

24. Now with a giant's might

He heaves the ponderous thought,
Now pours the storm of eloquence
With scathing lightning fraught.

J. H. CLINCH.

23. There's a charm in deliv'ry, a magical art,
That thrills, like a kiss, from the lip to the heart;
"Tis the glance-the expression-the well-chosen word-
By whose magic the depths of the spirit are stirr’d—
The smile the mute gesture-the soul-stirring pause-
The eye's sweet expression, that melts while it awes→
The lip's soft persuasion—its musical tone:
Oh! such were the charms of that eloquent one!

MRS. A. B. WELBY.

GEORGE CROLY.

Vicksburg Whig.

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EMBRACE - KISS.

25. He ceas'd; the solemn silence now was broke,
Which reign'd triumphant while the hero spoke;
And then was heard, amidst the general pause,
One simultaneous burst of loud applause.

EMBRACE KISS.

1. Teach not thy lip such scorn; for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.

3. These poor, half kisses kill me quite; Was ever man so serv'd?

J. T. WATSON.

2. Kiss the tear from her lip, you'll find the rose The sweeter for the dew.

Amidst an ocean of delight,
For pleasure to be starv'd!

4. Sweet were his kisses on my balmy lips
As are the breezes breath'd amidst the groves
Of rip'ning spices on the height of day.

5. The fragrant infancy of op'ning flowers Flow'd to my senses in that melting kiss!

6. I felt, the while, a pleasing kind of smart;
The kiss went tingling to my very heart.
When it was gone, the sense of it did stay,
The sweetness cling'd upon my lips all day,
Like drops of honey loth to fall away.

SHAKSPEARE.

7. The kiss you take is paid by that you give; The joy is mutual, and I'm still in debt.

WEBSTER.

DRAYTON.

BEHN.

SOUTHERN.

DRYDEN.

LORD LANSDOWN.

8. He scarce afforded one kind parting word, But went away so cold, the kiss he gave me Seem'd the forc'd compliment of sated love.

10. I ne'er on that lip for a moment have gaz'd, But a thousand temptations beset me,

MOORE'S Anacreon.

OTWAY.

11. A long, long kiss-a kiss of youth and love,
And beauty, all concentrating, like rays
Into one focus kindling from above.

And I've thought, as the dear little rubies you've rais'd,
How delicious 't would be-if you'd let me !

MOORE.

BYRON'S Don Juan. 12. Kiss rhymes to bliss in fact, as well as verse. BYRON'S Don Juan.

13. I love the sex, and sometimes would reverse
The tyrant's wish "that mankind only had
One neck, which he with one fell stroke might pierce :"
My wish is quite as wide, but not as bad;-
That womankind had but one rosy mouth,
To kiss them all at once from North to South.

BYRON'S Don Juan. 14. She rose-she sprung-she clung to his embrace Till his heart heav'd beneath her hidden face; He dar'd not raise to his that deep blue eye, Which, downcast, droop'd in tearless agony. Her long fair hair lay floating o'er her arms In all the wildness of dishevell'd charms. Scarce beat that bosom where his image dwelt, So full-that feeling seem'd almost unfelt.

BYRON'S Corsair.

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15. And Paulo by degrees gently embrac'd

16.

EMBRACE - KISS.

18.

With one permitted arm, her lovely waist;
And both their cheeks, like peaches on a tree,
Lean'd with a touch together thrillingly.

-The twofold bliss,
The promis'd wedding, and the present kiss.

LEIGH HUNT.

17. The roses on your cheeks were never made
To bless the eye alone, and then to fade;
Nor had the cherries on your lips their being,
To please no other sense than that of seeing.

JOEL BARLOW.

-And her white arms hung
On his lov'd neck, as tho' in that one clasp
The whole wide world of joy was in her grasp.
MRS. C. H. W. ESLING.

19. It was enough-each wild and throbbing heart Was closely beating 'gainst its dearer part.

21. Balmy seal of soft affection,

MRS. C. H. W. Esling.

20. And with a velvet lip print on his brow Such language as the tongue hath never spoken. MRS. SIGOURNEY.

Tenderest pledge of future bliss,
Dearest tie of young connexion,
Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss!

Z

22. As o'er her drooping form he softly bent,
The pressure of his lip was on her brow,
While to her cheek the warm blood came and went,

Varying each moment with her rich thought's flow,
While tell-tale dimples in her cheek appearing,
Told that a sweet love-thought her heart was stirring.
MRS. AMELIA B. WELBY.