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“ Men at some time are masters of their fate :
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Brutus, and Cæsar: what should be in that Cæsar ?
Why should that name be sounded more than yours ?
Write them together, yours is as fair a name ;
Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well;
Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with them,
Brutus will start a spurt as soon as Cæsar.
Now, in the name of all the gods at once,
Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed,
That he is grown so great?

“Rouse thee up! Oh, waste not life in fond delusions. Be a soldier! Be a hero ! Be a man!”

“We, ignorant of ourselves, beg often our own harms which the wise powers forbid us for our good ; so find we profit by losing of our prayers.”

Examples of the Mental.

The Mental is the reflective state, and guides; the soul lives

outside of itself, it has relations with the exterior world. The Mental or Reflective state : the head is inclined slightly forward, eyes cast down or fixed without seeing, eyebrows contracted, voice low, force dependent upon intensity of feeling

“ If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well

It were done quickly : if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here.
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time
We'd jump the life to come.-

-But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return


To plague th' inventor: thus even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredients of our poison'd chalice

To our own lips.” 6 To-morrow,

and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon

the stage, And then is heard no more.”

“ This is the place, the centre of the grave;

Here stands the oak, the monarch of the wood;
How sweet and solemn is this midnight scene!
The silver moon unclouded holds her way
Through skies where I could count each little star;
The fanning west wind scarcely stirs the leaves ;
The river, rushing o'er its pebbled bed,
Imposes silence with a stealthy sound.
In such a place as this, at such an hour,-
If ancestry may be in aught believed,-
Descending spirits have conversed with man,
And told the secrets of the world unknown.”

“ To be, or not to be; that is the question :

Whether 't is nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune;
Or, to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them?”

The Moral.

The Moral is the soul state, and impels, and is most perfect,

elevated, and sublime.

Standard Position.

Head thrown back in exaltation, eyes looking to heaven,

brows elevated, hands raised or clasped.

Examples. “How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth glad tidings, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth. Break forth into joy; sing together, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem! For the Lord has comforted his people. He has redeemed Jerusalem.”

“ They never fail, who die
In a great cause; the block

soak their

Their heads may sodden in the sun; their limbs
Be strung to city gates—and castle walls-
But still—their spirit walks abroad. Tho' years
Elapse, and others share as dark a doom,
They but augment the deep and swelling thoughts

overpower all others, and conduct
The world at last to freedom.”

“Oh, joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live;
That nature yet remembers

What was so fugitive!
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ;
The soul that rises with us, our life's star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar.
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But in trailing clouds of glory do we come

From God, who is our home.”

“ But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair,

What was thy delighted measure ?
Still it whispered promised pleasure,
And bade the lovely scenes at distance—hail !
Still would her touch the strain prolong;
And from the rocks, the woods, the vale,
She called on Echo still through all her song!
And, where her sweetest theme she chose,
A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ;
And Hope, enchanted, smiled, and waved her golden hair.”

“ The world is full of poetry—the air

Is living with its spirit; the waves
Dance to the music of its melodies,
And sparkle in its brightness.”

Inspiration and Explosion. The voice has three dimensions, height, depth, and

breadth. A stronger voice may be obtained by taking the third

position. There three ways of increasing intensity and

strength of voice, by profound inspiration, explosion, and expansion.

66 What ho! sound the alarm bells !"


"Advance your standards, draw your willing swords!

Sound drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully!
God and Saint George! Richmond and victory!"

“ To arms! they come !—the Greeks, the Greeks!”

“ There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower,

There's a litter of winds in that beechen tree,
There's a smile on thee and a smile on the flower,

And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.

The Fervent Voice.

Fervent voice is the language of our inner nature, our

real selves, the language of the heart. The fervent voice represents the self, the individual, the present, and

the present moment. Individuality is that essence which goes from yourself to

another. It makes the manhood and the womanhood, the brotherhood. “David, the king, was grieved and moved. He went to his chamber and wept, and as be went thus he said,—O my son Absalom ! my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!”


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