Essay 4

“'Tis the last key-stone that makes up the arch…Then stands it a triumphal mark! Then menObserve the strength, the height, the why and whenIt was erected; and still walking under,Meet some new matter to look up, and wonder.”

“What! man, ne'er pull your hat upon your brows,” &c.

“Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak,Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.”