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Woe, misery, sorrow.

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Wholly, all, entirely.

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Teach me to feel another's woe, *

To hide the fault I see :
That mercy I to others show,

That mercy show to me.
Mean though I am, not wholly * 80,

Since quickened by Thy breath ;
Oh, lead me, wheresoe'er I go,

Through this day's life or death ;
This day be bread and peace my lot:

All else beneath the sun,
Thou know'st if best bestowed or not,

And let Thy will be done.
To Thee, whose temple is all space ;

Whose altar, earth, sea, skies;
One chorus * let all beings raise !

All nature's incense * rise !

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Chorus, a song of joy
and praise in which
many join.
Incense, meaning
here prayer.

Incense is a sweet spice which is burned in religious rites.

GELERT.-Spencer,

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The Hon. WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER (1770-1834). His poems, though written in a simple and unaffected style, are marked by deep and genuine pathos.

THE spearman heard the bugle sound,

And cheerly smiled the morn; Brach (brăk), a female hound.

And many a brach * and many a hound Llewellyn, the last Attend Llewellyn's * horn : independent prince of Wales. And still he blew a louder blast,*

5 Blast, sound made by blowing a

And gave a louder cheer; horn,

“Come, Gelert! why art thou the last

Llewellyn's horn to hear ?

“Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam ?.The flower, the best. The flower * of all his race :

хо So true, 80 brave; a lamb at home,

A lion in the chase."
In sooth, in truth.
Peerless,

In sooth,* he was a peerless * hound,
compare with him.
Royal John, King The gift of royal John :
John of England, But now no Gelert could be found,
A.D. 1199-1216.

And all the chase rode on.

none

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That day Llewellyn little loved

The chase of hart * or hare :
And scant and small the booty * proved ;

For Gelert was not there.

Hart, a male deer,
fem. hind.
Booty, the

game taken in the chase.

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Unpleased Llewellyn homeward hied ; * Hied, made haste

home. When near the portal-seat

Portal-seat, a seat in His truant Gelert he espied,

the porch or entrance Bounding his lord to greet.*

of the castle.
Espied, saw.

Greet, to welcome. 25 But when he gained the castle-door, Aghast * the chieftain stood ;

A ghast, horror-struck The hound was smeared with gouts * of gore ;* Gouts, thick lumps

at the dreadful sight. His lips and fangs * ran blood.

or spots of blood.

Gore, clotted blood. Llewellyn gazed with wild surprise,

Fangs, very sharp

teeth. 30

Unused such looks to meet ;
His favourite checked his joyful guise,

Guise,

appearance,

manner. And crouched * and licked his feet.

Crouch, to lie close

down, to cringe. Onward in haste Llewellyn passed,

And on went Gelert too ;
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Fresh blood-gouts shocked his view.
O’erturned his infant's bed he found,
The blood-stained covert * rent;

Covert, the covering

of the bed. And all around the walls and ground 40 With recent * blood besprent.*

Recent, new, fresh.

Besprent, sprinkled
He called his child—no voice replied ;

He searched with terror wild;
Blood, blood, he found on every side,

But nowhere found his child.

over.

45 “ Monster! by thee my child's devoured!”

The frantic * father cried ;
And to the hilt * his vengeful sword

He plunged in Gelert's side.

His suppliant,* as to earth he fell, 50 No pity could impart;

But still his Gelert's dying yell, *

Passed heavy o'er his heart.
Aroused by Gelert's dying yell,

Some slumberer wakened nigh; 55 What words the parent's joy can tell

To hear his infant cry !

Devoured, eaten as by
a beast of prey.
Frantic, mad, furi-
ous,
Hilt, the handle of a
sword,
Suppliant, one who
prays humbly.
Yell, a dreadful loud
cry.

Nigh, close by, dear.

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RALPH WALDO EMERSON (1803-1882) is a distinguished essayist and journalist, and was born at Boston, U.S. In style and manner he greatly resembles Carlyle. This poem is taken from his essays on Society and Solitude.

MEN have done brave deeds, Bard, a poet and And bards * have sung them well : singer of the ancient

I of good George Nidiver

Now the tale will tell.

Celts.

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California, a moun. tainous country of North America, on the Pacific coast. Keen, sharp or quick. Aim, to point or level a gun at some particular object. Indian, name given to the ancient inhabitants of America. Eager, having an earnest desire, being anxious,

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Skill, cleverness.

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Cleft, a narrow rocky passage between mountains or hills.

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Questing, searching, looking for.

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Fell, cruel, wicked.

Unawares, suddenly,
unexpectedly.
Dell, a low place be-
tween two hills, as
it were, separating
them.

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And when the bird or deer

Fell by the hunter's skill, *
The boy was always near

To help with right good-will.
One day as through the cleft *

Between two mountains steep,
Shut in both right and left,

Their questing * way they keep,
They see two grizzly bears,

With hunger fierce and fell,
Rush at them unawares *

Right down the narrow dell.*
The boy turn'd round with screams,

And ran with terror wild ;
One of the pair of savage beasts

Pursued the shrieking * child.
The hunter raised his gun,

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He knew one charge was all,
And through the boy's pursuing * foe *

He sent his only ball.
The other on George Nidiver

Came on with dreadful pace :
The hunter stood unarm’d,

And met him face to face.
I say unarm’d he stood.

Against those frightful paws,
The rifle butt* or club of wood

Could stand no more than straws.
George Nidiver stood still

And look'd him in the face ;
The wild beast stopp'd amazed,

Then came with slackening * pace.

Shrieking, screaming, crying out very loudly.

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Pursuing, running
after.
Foe, the person or
thing one is fighting
with, an enemy.

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Rifle butt, the wooden stock of a gun.

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Gazed, stared, looked fixedly.

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Still firm the hunter stood,

Although his heart beat high ;
Again the creature stopp’d,

And gazed * with wondering eye.
The hunter met his gaze,

Nor yet an inch gave way;
The bear turn'd slowly round,

And slowly moved away.
What thoughts were in his mind

It would be hard to spell :
What thoughts were in George Nidiver

I rather guess than tell.
But sure that rifle's aim,

Swift choice of generous part,
Show'd in its passing gleam

The depths of a brave heart.

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Gleam, a flash of light, sudden brightness,

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JEPHTHA'S DAUGHTER.*Byron. LORD BYRON (1788–1824) was born in London, and died at Missolonghi in Greece, whither he had gone to aid in the struggle for Grecian independence, He was one of the greatest English poets, but it is much to be regretted that he degraded his genius in his last poem. Chief poems: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers ; Childe Harold, one of the greatest poems of the cen. tury; The Prisoner of Chillon; Manfred; and Don Juan. Sire, father.

SINCE our country, our God-O my sire ! *

Demand that thy daughter expire; Vow, a solemn pro- Since thy triumph was bought by thy vow,* mise.

Strike the bosom that's bared for thee now!

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Mourning, sorrowing for the dead.

And the voice of my mourning * is o'er, 5
And the mountains behold me no more :
If the hand that I love lay me low,
There cannot be pain in the blow :
And of this, O my father! be sure-
That the blood of thy child is as pare
As the blessing I beg ere * it flow,
And the last thought that soothes * me below.

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Ere, before.
Soothes, comforts,

Jephtha, one of the judges of Israel. Before going to battle with the Ammonites he swore that on his return, it he gained the victory, he would offer in sacrifice the first thing he met coming out of his house—it happened to be his own daughter,

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