Make the | gales you | waft a | -round her
     Soft and | peaceful | as her | breast;
    Breathing | in the | breeze that | fans her,
     Soothe her | bosom | into | rest: 
    Guardian | angels, | O pro | -tect her,
     When in | distant | lands I | roam;
    To realms | unknown | while fate | exiles me,
     Make her | bosom | still my | home.” 
       BURNS’S SONGS, Same Volume, p. 165.

Example III.—­Song of Juno and Ceres.

    Ju.  “Honour, | riches, marriage | -blessing,
     Long con | _-tinuance_, | and in | -creasing,
     Hourly | joys be | still up | -on you! 
    Juno | sings her | blessings | on you.”
    Cer.  “Earth’s in | -crease, and | foison | plenty;
     Barns and | garners | never | empty;
     Vines with | clust’ring | bunches | growing;
     Plants with | goodly | burden | bowing;
     Spring come | to you, | at the | farthest,
     In the | very | end of | harvest! 
     Scarci | -ty and | want shall | shun you;
     Ceres’ | blessing | so is | on you.” 
       SHAKSPEARE:  Tempest, Act iv, Sc. 1.

Example IV.—­On the Vowels.

   “We are | little | airy | creatures,
    All of | diff’rent | voice and | features;
    One of | us in | glass is | set,
    One of | us you’ll | find in | jet;

    T’other | you may | see in | tin,
    And the | fourth a | box with | -in;
    If the | fifth you | should pur | -sue,
    It can | never | fly from | you.” 
        SWIFT:  Johnson’s British Poets, Vol. v, p. 343.

Example V.—­Use Time for Good.

   “Life is | short, and | time is | swift;
    Roses | fade, and | shadows | shift;
    But the ocean | and the | river
    Rise and | fall and | flow for | ever;

    Bard! not | vainly | heaves the | ocean;
    Bard! not | vainly | flows the | river;
    Be thy | song, then, | like their | motion,
    Blessing | now, and | blessing | ever.” 
        EBENEZER ELLIOT:  From a Newspaper.

Example IV.[sic for VI—­KTH]—­“The Turkish Lady”—­First Four Stanzas.

    1. 
    “’Twas the | hour when | rites un | -holy
      Called each | Paynim | voice to | pray’r,
    And the | star that | faded | slowly,
      Left to | dews the | freshened | air.

    2. 
    Day her | sultry | fires had | wasted,
      Calm and | sweet the | moonlight | rose;
    E’en a | captive’s | spirit | tasted
      Half ob | -livion | of his | woes.

    3. 
    Then ’twas | from an | Emir’s | palace
      Came an | eastern | lady | bright;
    She, in | spite of | tyrants | jealous,
      Saw and | loved an | English | knight.

    4. 
    ’Tell me, | captive, | why in | anguish
      Foes have | dragged thee | here to | dwell
    Where poor | Christians, | as they | languish. 
      Hear no | sound of | sabbath | bell?’”
        THOMAS CAMPBELL:  Poetical Works, p. 115.