EXAMPLES IN FORCE. 'THE BRIGADE" AT FONTENOY.—MAY 11, 1745. Moderate force. Moderate. 1. By our camp-fires rose a murmur, Loud force. Moderate. Loud force. Full force. Few and stern were our words, 2. The trumpet-blast has sounded The green flag is unfolded, While rose the cry of joy "Heaven speed dear Ireland's banner 3. We looked upon that banner, And the memory arose Of our homes and perished kindred, And we swore to God on high To conquer or to die. 4. Loud swells the charging trumpet "Tis a voice from our own land God of battles-God of vengeance, There are memories to destroy, 5. Plunge deep the fiery rowels Down on the British ranks. Now shall their serried columns Beneath our sabres reel Through their ranks, then, with the war-horse-s 6. With one shout for good King Louis, Gentle force. Then rang along the battle-field Triumphant our hurrah, And we smote them down, still cheering- 7. As prized as is the blessing As welcome as the haven The smile of gentle maid Is this day of long-sought vengeance 1 Ireland, the bright toast forever! Loud force. 8. See their shattered forces flying, See, England, what brave laurels For your brow to-day we twine. Oh, thrice blessed the hour that witnessed From the chivalry of Erin And France's "fleur de lis!" Gentle force. 9. As we lay beside our camp-fires, Moderate increase to the close. We prayed to Goa to grant us, Moderate force. -Bartholomew Dowling. THE DYING SOLDIER. The crimson tide was ebbing, and the pulse grew weak und faint, But the lips of that brave soldier scorned e'en now to make complaint; "Fall in ranks !" a voice called to him,-calm and low was his reply: "Yes, if I can, I'll do it-I will do it, though I die !" Gentle force. And he murmured, when the life-light had died out to just a spark, "It is growing very dark, mother-growing very dark." There were tears in manly eyes then, and manly heads were bowed, Though the balls flew thick around them, and the cannons thundered loud; They gathered round the spot where the dying soldier lay, "It is growing very dark, mother-very, very dark." Far away his mind had wandered to Ohio's hills and vales, Where the loved ones watched and waited with that love that never fails; He was with them as in childhood, seated in the cottage door, Where he watched the evening shadows slowly creeping on the floor: Bend down closely, comrades, closely-he is speaking now, and hark! "It is growing very dark, mother—very, very dark.” Very quick time. EXAMPLES IN TIME. 1. Quick-man the boat! John, be quick! Get some water! Throw the powder overboard! "It cannot be reached." Jump into the boat, then! Shove off! There goes the powder ! Thank Heaven, we are safe! Moderate and quick. 2. At length, o'er Columbus, slow consciousness breaks, He runs,-yes! behold it! it blesseth his sight! Very slow time. 3. The stars shall fade away, the sun' himself | Grow dim with age, || and Nature | sink' in years; But thou shalt flourish' in immortal youth || Unhurt amidst the war of elements, || The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds! Creation sleeps! 'tis as the general pulse of life | An awful pause, || || prophetic of her end!- 4. I come', I come! Ye have called me long', Moderate time.-Full force. 5. Upward,-onward! Fellow workmen ! Ne'er a foot to foeman yielding, Miller was a rough stone-mason; Had to toil as we, for food. Cast a halo round brown labor,- Forward, then! bright eyes are beaming; Of the gifted write thy name! |