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Englishman, is still congenial with, and makes part of his being that feeling, which tells him, that man was never made to be the property of man; but that when through pride and insolence of power, one human creature dares to tyrannize over another, it is a power usurped, and resistance is a duty-that feeling, which tells him, that all power is delegated for the good, not for the injury of the people, and that when it is converted from the original purpose, the compact is broken, and the right is to be resumed that principle, which tells him, that resistance to power usurped, is not merely a duty which he owes to himself and to his neighbour, but a duty which he owes to his God, in asserting and maintaining the rank which he gave him in the creation!-to that common God, who, where he gives the form of man, whatever may be the complexion, gives also the feelings and the rights of man— that principle, which neither the rudeness of ignorance can stifle, nor the enervation of refinement extinguish!--that principle, which makes it base for a man to suffer when he ought to act, which, tending to preserve to the species the original designations of providence, spurns at the arrogant distinctions of man, and vindicates the independent qualities of his race!
LEONIDAS AT THERMOPYLE.
THREE hundred- -and they stood
Their cities all were sack'd,
Their foot was on the hill
Which in happier moments bore them;
Hope's meteor gleam had set,
Their latest stand sublime,
Each blue and icy peak
That splits the far clouds floating,
Brush'd by the dancing air,
Meets freedom, when she charges—
They came, they little knew
Ay, strike! your fathers' ghosts
'Tis eve-t -the sun's warm lip Hath kiss'd the smiling waters;'Tis night-and the broad moon And all her laughing daughters. Though Persia's hosts are nigh, Let other minions serve them; The men of Greece have learn'd to die, Death cannot now unnerve them.
As floats the eagle, when
Fierce as the bolts that fringe
The heralds came- -the power
They bade Greece yield her swords, and cower
The Spartan chief exclaim'd—
'No! not while we can make them
Dig graves for Persia's proud and famed—
MARK ANTONY'S ORATION.
FRIENDS! Romans! countrymen! lend me your ears:
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest-
He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious?—
When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath weptAmbition should be made of sterner stuff;— Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious— And Brutus is an honourable man! You all did see, that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious; And sure he is an honourable man!
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke;
You all did love him once-not without cause-
Bear with me:
My heart is in the coffin there with Cæsar,
But yesterday the word of Cæsar might
O masters!—if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
-I should do Brutus wrong; and Cassius wrong; Who, you all know, are honourable men!
> I will not do them wrong: I rather choose
To wrong the dead—to wrong myself—and you,
But here's a parchment, with the seal of Cæsar:
Let but the commons hear this testament(Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,)