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EXERCISES

IN

READING AND RECITATION,

SELECTED FOR THE USE OF CLASSES.

BY DR. JONATHAN BARBER.

Second Edition.

BOSTON:

PUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR.

....

PROVIDENCE:

Miller & Hammond, Printers.

HARVARD UNIVERSITY LIBRARY

047*172

EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION.

RHODE-ISLAND DISTRICT, sc.

SEAL.

Be it remembered, that on this fourth day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and >>> twenty eight, and in the fifty-second year of the Independence of the United States of America, Jonathan Barber, of said District, deposited in this office, the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor in the following words, viz.

"Exercises in Reading and Recitations, selected for the use of Classes, by Dr. Jonathan Barber, Second Edition." In conformity to an act of Congress of the United States of America, entitled "an act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, and Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned:" and also to an act entitled "an act supplementary to an act entitled an act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts and Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies during the times therein mentioned, and extending the benefits thereof, to the arts of designing, engraving and etching, historical and other prints.

Witness:

BENJAMIN COWELL,

Clerk of Rhode Island District.

བས་གས,

when majestic on high,

She shone, and the planets were lost in the blaze.
Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue
The path that conducts thee to splendour again.
But man's faded glory, what change shall renew?
Ah fool to exult in a glory so vain!

"Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more;
I mourn, but ye woodlands, I mourn not for you;
For morn is approaching, your charms to restore,
Perfum'd with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew.
Nor yet for the ravage of winter I mourn;
Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save;
But when shall Spring visit the mouldering urn!
O when shall day dawn on the night of the grave!"

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