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4. THE ASPIRATED TONE is an expulsion of the breath more or less strong,- the words, or portions of them, being spoken in a whisper. It is used to express amazement fear, terror, horror, revenge, and remorse; as,

1. How ill this taper burns!

Ha! who comes here?

Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh, My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror! 2. The ancient Earl, with stately grace,

Would Clara on her palfrey place,

And whisper, in an under-tone,

"Let the hawk stoop, his prey is flown."

3. While thronged the citizens with terror dumb,

Or whispering with white lips," The foe! they come, they come!" 5. THE GUTTURAL is a deep under-tone, used to express hatred, contempt, and loathing. It usually occurs on the emphatic words; as,

1. Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!

Thou cold-blooded slave!

Thou wear a lion's hide?
Doff it, for shame, and hang

A calf-skin on those recreant limbs.

2. Thou stand'st at length before me undisguised,
Of all earth's groveling crew the most accursed!
Thou worm! thou viper!-to thy native earth
Return! Away! Thou art too base for man ·
To tread upon. Thou scum! thou reptile!

6. THE TREMULOUS TONE, or tremor, consists of a tremulous iteration, or a number of impulses of sound of the least assignable duration. It is used in excessive grief, pity, plaintiveness, and tenderness; in an intense degree of suppressed excitement, or satisfaction; and when the voice is enfeebled by age.

7. The tremulous tone should not be applied throughout the whole of an extended passage, but only on selected emphatic words, as otherwise the effect would be monoto

nous.

In the second of the following examples, where the

tremor of age is supposed to be joined with that of supplicating distress, the tremulous tone may be applied to every emphatic syllable capable of prolongation, which is the case with all except those of pity and shortest; but even these may receive it in a limited degree.

O love, remain ! It is not yet near day!
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings in yon pomegranate-tree.
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

Pity the sorrows of a poor old man,

Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door,
Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span:

O give relief, and Heaven will bless your store.

IV.

RATE.

ATE1 refers to movement in reading and speaking, and is QUICK, MODERATE, or SLOW.

2. QUICK RATE is used to express joy, mirth, confusion, violent anger, and sudden fear; as,

1. Away! away! our fires stream bright
Along the frozen river,

And their arrōwy sparkles of brilliant light
On the forest branches quiver.

2. Away! away to the rocky glen,

Where the deer are wildly bounding!
And the hills shall echo in gladness again,
To the hunter's bugle sounding.

3. The lake has burst! The lake has burst!
Down through the chasms the wild waves flee :

'Exercise on Rate.-For a general exercise, select a sentence, and deliver it as slowly as may be possible without drawling. Repeat the sentence with a slight increase of rate, until you shall have reached a rapidity of utterance at which distinct ar

ticulation ceases. Having done this, reverse the process, repeating slower and slower. Thus you may acquire the ability to increase and diminish rate at pleasure, which is one of the most important elements of good reading and speaking.

They gallop along, with a roaring song,

Away to the eager awaiting sea!

4. And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed,
The mustering squadron, and the clattering car
Went pouring forward with impetuous speed,

And swiftly forming in the ranks of war.

3. MODERATE RATE is used in ordinary assertion, narration, and description; in cheerfulness, and the gentler forms of the emotions; as,

1. When the sun walks upon the blue sea-waters,

Smiling the shadows from yon purple hills,
We pace this shōre,-I and my brother here,
Good Gerald. We arise with the shrill lark,
And both unbind our brows from sullen dreams;
And then doth my dear brother, who hath wōrn
His cheek all pallid with perpetual thought,
Enrich me with sweet words; and oft a smile
Will stray amidst his lessons, as he marks
New wonder paint my cheek, or fondly reads,
Upon the burning page of my black eyes,
The truth reflected which he casts on me.

2. I have sinuous shells of pearly hue

Within, and they that luster have imbibed
In the sun's palace-pōrch, where, when unyoked,
His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave:
Shake one and it awakens, then apply
Its polished lips to your attentive ear,
And it remembers its august abodes,

And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.

3. Warriors and statesmen have their meed of praise,
And what they do, or suffer, men record;

But the long sacrifice of woman's days
Passes without a thought, without a word;
And many a lofty struggle for the sake

Of duties sternly, faithfully fulfilled

For which the anxious mind must watch and wake,
And the strong feelings of the heart be stilled-

Goes by unheeded as the summer wind,

And leaves no memory and no trace behind!

Yet it may be, more lofty courage dwells

In one meek heart which braves an adverse fate,
Than his whose ardent soul indignant swells

Warmed by the fight, or cheer'd through high debate. The soldier dies surrounded: could he live,

Alone to suffer, and alone to strive?

4. SLOW RATE is used to express grandeur, vastness, pathos, solemnity, adoration, horror, and consternation; as, 1. O thou Eternal One! whose presence bright All space doth occupy, all motion guide; Unchanged through time's all-děv'astating flight; Thou only God! There is no God beside!

2. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day;
The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea;
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darknèss and to me.
3. Roll on, thou deep and dark-blue ocean-roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain :
Man marks the earth with ruin-his control
Stops with the shore ;-upon the watery plain
The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain
A shadow of man's ravage, save his own,

When, for a moment, like a drop of rain,
He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan,
Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.

MON

V. MONOTONE.

ONOTONE consists of a degree of sameness of sound, or tone, in a number of successive words or syllables. 2. It is very seldom the case that a perfect sameness is to be observed in reading any passage or sentence. But very little variety of tone is to be used in reading either prose or verse which contains elevated descriptions, or emotions of solemnity, sublimity, or reverence.

3. The monotone usually requires a low tone of the

voice, loud or prolonged force, and a slow rate of utterance. It is this tone only, that can present the conditions of the supernatural and the ghostly.

The sign of monotone is a horizontal or even line over the words to be spoken evenly, or without inflection; as,

I heard a voice saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God! Shall a man be more pure than his Màker!

EXERCISES IN MONOTONE.

1. Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, Thou art God.

2. Then the earth shook and trèmbled; the foundations, also, of the hills moved, and were sháken, because he was wroth. There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured. He bowed the heavens, also, and came down, and darkness was under his feet; and he rode upon a cherub, and did fly'; yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wìnd.

3. Man dieth, and wasteth awày: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is hè? As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth úp, so man lieth down, and riseth not; till the heavens be no more, they shall not awáke, nor be raised out of their sleep.

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5.

High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth of Ormus or of Ind,

Or where the gorgeous East, with richest hand,
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat!

How reverend is the face of this tall pile,
Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads,
To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof,
By its own weight made steadfast and immóvable,
Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe
And terror on my aching sight: the tombs
And monumental caves of death look cold,
And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.

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