"Raised on pilasters high of burnished gold."
—Dr. S. Butler cor.
"Love in Adalgise' breast has fixed his sting."
—Id.
"Thirty days each have September, April, June, and old November; Each of the rest has thirty-one, Bating February alone, Which has twenty-eight in fine, Till leap-year gives it twenty-nine." —Dean Colet cor.
LESSON II.—RHYTHM RESTORED.
"'Twas not the fame of what he once had been,
Or tales in records old and annals seen."
—Rowe cor.
"And Asia now and Afric are explored
For high-priced dainties and the citron board."
—Rowe cor.
"Who knows not how the trembling judge beheld
The peaceful court with arm~ed legions fill'd?"
—Rowe cor.
"With thee the Scythian wilds we'll wander o'er,
With thee the burning Libyan sands explore."
—Rowe cor.
"Hasty and headlong, different paths they tread,
As impulse blind and wild distraction lead."
—Rowe cor.
"But Fate reserv'd him to perform its doom,
And be the minister of wrath to Rome."
—Rowe cor.