ough long rebell'd against, not yet suppressed."--_Cowper_.

"_Knowledge_ is proud that _he_ has learn'd so much;
_Wisdom_ is humble that _he_ knows no more."--_Id._

"For those the _race_ of Israel oft forsook
_Their_ living _strength_, and unfrequented left
_His_ righteous altar, bowing lowly down
To bestial gods."--_Milton, Paradise Lost_, B. i, l. 432.

LESSON V.--FIGURES OF SYNTAX.

FIGURE IV.--ENALLAGE.

"Let me tell _you_, Cassius, _you_ yourself
_Are_ much condemned to have an itching palm,
To sell and mart _your_ offices for gold."--_Shakspeare_.

"Come, Philomelus; let us _instant_ go,
O'erturn his bow'rs, and lay his castle low."--_Thomson_.

"Then palaces shall rise; the joyful son
Shall finish what the short-liv'd sire _begun_"--_Pope_.

"Such was that temple built by Solomon,
Than _whom_ none richer reign'd o'er Israel."--_Author_.

"He spoke: with fatal eagerness we _burn_,
And _quit_ the shores, undestin'd to return."--_Day_.

"Still as he pass'd, the nations he _sublimes_."--_Thomson_.

"Sometimes, with early morn, he mounted _gay_."--_Id._

"'I've lost a day'--the prince who nobly cried,
_Had been_ an emperor without his crown."--_Young_.

FIGURE V.--HYPERBATON.

"Such resting found _the sole_ of unblest feet."--_Milton_.

"Yet, though successless, _will the toil_ delight."--_Thomson_.

"Where, 'midst the changeful scen'ry ever new,
Fancy a thousand wondrous _forms_ descries."--_Beattie_.

"Yet so much bounty is in God, such grace,
That who advance his glory, not their own,
_Them_ he himself to glory will advance."--_Milton_.

"No quick _reply_ to dubious questions make;
Suspense and caution still prevent mistake."--_Denham_.

LESSON VI.--FIGURES OF RHETORIC.

FIGURE I.--SIMILE.

"Human greatness is short and transitory, _as the odour of incense in the
fire_."--_Dr. Johnson_. "Terrestrial happiness is of short continuance:
_the brightness of the flame is wasting its fuel, the fragrant flower is
passing away in its own odours_."--_Id._ "Thy nod is _as the earthquake
that shakes the mountains_; and thy smile, _as the dawn of the vernal
day_."--_Id._

"_Plants rais'd with tenderness are seldom strong_;
Man's coltish disposition asks the thong;
And, without discipline, the fav'rite child,
_Like a neglected forester_, runs wild."--_Cowper_.