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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: BOOKS. What would the world be were it not for books 1 What treasures of the past to us were lost, What stores of knowledge would be unexplored, What countless hoards of truth from us were hidden, Like gems that lie down in the ocean's depths, Had not the student brought them into light t Now knowledge with its temples throngs the shores, Of England, and its sons may enter there, To drink in large and intellectual draughts : Wealthy and poor alike may quaff the streams Whose waters nourish noble thoughts and deeds— The fountains of the mind gush freely forth, All barriers rent asunder by the Press. Now we can hold at once within our grasp The chronicles of all the climes of earth, And, seated by our quiet hearths at eve, We see great empires in their pride of power, We mark them nourish, and behold them fall. The grave iugulphs the gifted dead in vain, They speak to us eternally in books, They converse with us in our lonely hours, And greet us with the aspect of a friend; They tell us all they felt, and all they thought— The treasured wisdom of their lives of toil Is freely pour'd into our wondering minds. The poet speaks to us in words of fire, And layeth bare his soul unto our gaze : Blind Homer singeth unto us again, Virgil descanteth on the " country green," Horace delighteth with his classic odes, And Ovid tells us love's delicious art. Our own dear Shakspere lives with us again, Unveiling all the secrets of the heart, Talking of Nature as a well-known friend, Whose every secret unto him is known; Milton discourseth of angelic deeds, As one who all his days had dwelt with God, And stray'd unquestion'd over heavenly paths. The grave historian shows to us his page, And serried armies pass before our eyes; ...
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