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Article OBJECTS, ADVANTAGES, AND PLEASURES OF SCIENCE. ← Page 5 of 5 Article THE DEATH OF ALEXANDER. Page 1 of 1
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Objects, Advantages, And Pleasures Of Science.
without the hel p of glasses ; but all those moons move round them principal p lanets , as ours does round the Earth , in ovals oi ellipses ; while the planets , with their moons , move in their ovals round the Sun , like our own Earth with its moon . But this powerwhich draws them all
, towards the Sun , and regulates their path and their motion round him , and which draws the moons towards the priucijial planets , and regulates their motion and path round those planets , is the same with the gravity by which bodies fall towards
the earth , being attracted by it . Therefore , the whole of the heavenly bodies are kept in their places , and wheel round the Sun , by the same influence or power that makes a stone fall to the ground . It is usual to call the Sun , and the
jilanets which with their moons move round him , the Solar System ; because they are a class ot the heavenly bodies far apart from the innumerable Fixed Stars , and so near each other , as to exert a perceptible influence on one another , and thus to be connected together .
The Death Of Alexander.
THE DEATH OF ALEXANDER .
FAREWELL to the Hero , whose chivalrous name [ fame ; Bade the laud of his fathers rise highest in Farewell , Macedonia , to all that was dear ; Farewell to thy glory ' s unbroken career , The Triumphs of Emjiire have fled with a breath . [ death .
And the Day-star of Conquest is faded in With the soul that once gave thee command over all , With the arm that ivpheld thee , proud land , thou must fall ; For the spirit that warmed thee for ever
hath flown , [ stone . And left thee to weep o ' er his sepulchre ' s Time was that the lightning , which erst used to jilay From yon eyeball that glares with a powerless ray ,
Would have flashed through the din , and the tumult of fight , [ night . As the meteor gleams ' mid the darkness of Time was , that yon arm would have dealt out the blow [ of the foe ; With the thunderbolt ' s force on the helm
And Fancy might think , as the bloodreeking crest Of the King and the Warrior shone hi gh o ' er the rest , That the God of the battle was goading his car Through the ranks of the vanquishedthe
, tide of the war . Time was , —but those glories have long passed away , Like the breeze of the North o ' er the searuffled spray ; Like the rose-bud of Summer they died in
their bloom , And Memory pauses to weep o ' er their doom . Oh ! Fiend of Ambition , look clown on the shame That has darkened the ray of thy Votary ' s fame ;
And blush to confess that in yon low estate Lies the remnant of all that was mighty and great . And shook not the world , and its kingdoms with dread 1 And quail ' d not the sky as the parting life fled ?
And fell not the Hero where nations pursued , In the heat of the battle , the toil of the feud ! Did no prodigy herald the last dying pain , As his breath ebb'd away o ' er the millions of slain 1 Nowjoy to yeThebanswhose heart ' s
, , , blood bedew'd The desolate soil , where thine altars had stood ! Thou Genius of Persia 1 look down from thy throne , The battle is wonand the proud are
o'er-, thrown ; And the Spirit of Valour , the bosom of Fire , That grasjfd at the world in its headlong desire , Unworthy the fame of the Deified Brave , Has sunk like the dastard luxurious slave .
Weep , Macedou , weep ,, o ' er thine Hero ' s decay , Weep , Macedon ! slave of a foreigner's sway ; Give a tear and a frown to the page of thy story , That tells of the darkness that shrouded his glory ; And lament that his deeds were unable to
save The son of thy love from so lowly a grave , C . B .
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Objects, Advantages, And Pleasures Of Science.
without the hel p of glasses ; but all those moons move round them principal p lanets , as ours does round the Earth , in ovals oi ellipses ; while the planets , with their moons , move in their ovals round the Sun , like our own Earth with its moon . But this powerwhich draws them all
, towards the Sun , and regulates their path and their motion round him , and which draws the moons towards the priucijial planets , and regulates their motion and path round those planets , is the same with the gravity by which bodies fall towards
the earth , being attracted by it . Therefore , the whole of the heavenly bodies are kept in their places , and wheel round the Sun , by the same influence or power that makes a stone fall to the ground . It is usual to call the Sun , and the
jilanets which with their moons move round him , the Solar System ; because they are a class ot the heavenly bodies far apart from the innumerable Fixed Stars , and so near each other , as to exert a perceptible influence on one another , and thus to be connected together .
The Death Of Alexander.
THE DEATH OF ALEXANDER .
FAREWELL to the Hero , whose chivalrous name [ fame ; Bade the laud of his fathers rise highest in Farewell , Macedonia , to all that was dear ; Farewell to thy glory ' s unbroken career , The Triumphs of Emjiire have fled with a breath . [ death .
And the Day-star of Conquest is faded in With the soul that once gave thee command over all , With the arm that ivpheld thee , proud land , thou must fall ; For the spirit that warmed thee for ever
hath flown , [ stone . And left thee to weep o ' er his sepulchre ' s Time was that the lightning , which erst used to jilay From yon eyeball that glares with a powerless ray ,
Would have flashed through the din , and the tumult of fight , [ night . As the meteor gleams ' mid the darkness of Time was , that yon arm would have dealt out the blow [ of the foe ; With the thunderbolt ' s force on the helm
And Fancy might think , as the bloodreeking crest Of the King and the Warrior shone hi gh o ' er the rest , That the God of the battle was goading his car Through the ranks of the vanquishedthe
, tide of the war . Time was , —but those glories have long passed away , Like the breeze of the North o ' er the searuffled spray ; Like the rose-bud of Summer they died in
their bloom , And Memory pauses to weep o ' er their doom . Oh ! Fiend of Ambition , look clown on the shame That has darkened the ray of thy Votary ' s fame ;
And blush to confess that in yon low estate Lies the remnant of all that was mighty and great . And shook not the world , and its kingdoms with dread 1 And quail ' d not the sky as the parting life fled ?
And fell not the Hero where nations pursued , In the heat of the battle , the toil of the feud ! Did no prodigy herald the last dying pain , As his breath ebb'd away o ' er the millions of slain 1 Nowjoy to yeThebanswhose heart ' s
, , , blood bedew'd The desolate soil , where thine altars had stood ! Thou Genius of Persia 1 look down from thy throne , The battle is wonand the proud are
o'er-, thrown ; And the Spirit of Valour , the bosom of Fire , That grasjfd at the world in its headlong desire , Unworthy the fame of the Deified Brave , Has sunk like the dastard luxurious slave .
Weep , Macedou , weep ,, o ' er thine Hero ' s decay , Weep , Macedon ! slave of a foreigner's sway ; Give a tear and a frown to the page of thy story , That tells of the darkness that shrouded his glory ; And lament that his deeds were unable to
save The son of thy love from so lowly a grave , C . B .