To purchase bondage. — O, Swedes! Swedes!
Heavens are ye men, and will ye suffer this?
There was a time, my friends, a glorious time!
When, had a single man of your forefathers
Upon the frontiers met a host in arms,

His courage scarce had turned; himself had stood,
Alone had stood, the bulwark of his country.
Come, come on, then. Here I take my stand!
Here, on the brink, the very verge of liberty;
Although contention rise upon the clouds,

Mix heaven with earth, and roll the ruin onward,
Here will I fix, and breast me to the shock,

Till I, or Denmark, fall.

Sivard. And who art thou,

That thus would swallow all the glory up

That should redeem the times? Behold this breast!
The sword has tilled it; and the stripes of slaves
Shall ne'er trace honor here; shall never blot
The fair inscription. Never shall the cords
Of Danish insolence bind down these arms,
That bore my royal master from the field.

Gust. Ha! Say you so, brother? Were you there- O, grief!
Where liberty and Stenon fell together?

Where conquest gasped, and wanted breath to tell

Its o'er-toiled triumph. There our bleeding king,
There Stenon on this bosom made his bed,
And rolling back his dying eyes upon me,
Soldier, he cried, if e'er it be thy lot
To see my gallant cousin, great Gustavus,
Tell him

-

for once, that I have fought like him,

And would, like him, have

Conquered.

frust. O, Danes! Danes!

You shall weep blood for this.

Shall they not, brother?

Yes, we will deal our might with thrifty vengeance,

A life for every blow, and, when we fall,

There shall be weight in 't; like the tottering towers

That draw contiguous ruin.

Siv. Brave, brave man!

My soul admires thee. By my father's spirit,

would not barter such a death as this

For immortality! Nor we alone

Here be the trusty gleanings of that field,

Where last we fought for freedom; here's rich poverty,
Though wrapped in rags-my fifty brave companions;
Who, through the force of fifteen thousand foes,
Bore off their king, and saved his great remains.
Gust. Why, captain,

We could but die alone; with these we'll conquer.
My fellow-laborers, too— What say ye, friends?
Shall we not strike for it?

Siv. Death! Victory, or death!

All. No bonds! no bonds!

Arnoldus. Spoke like yourselves - Ye men of Dalecarlia,

Brave men and bold! whom every future age

Shall mark for wondrous deeds, achievements won

From honor's dangerous summit, warriors all!

Say, might ye choose a chief?

Speak, name the man

Who then should meet your wish?

Siv. Forbear the theme.

Why would'st thou seek to sink us with the weight

Of grievous recollection! O Gustavus!

Could the dead awake, thou wert the man.

Gust. Didst thou know Gustavus ?

Siv. Know him! O, Heaven! what else, who else was worth

The knowledge of a soldier? That great day,

When Christiern, in his third attempt on Sweden,

Had summed his powers, and weighed the scale of fight
On the bold brink, the very push of conquest,
Gustavus rushed, and bore the battle down;
In his full sway of prowess, like leviathan,

That scoops his foaming progress on the main
And drives the shoals along-forward I sprung
All emulous, and laboring to attend him;

Fear fled before, behind him rout grew loud,
And distant wonder gazed. At length he turned,
And having eyed me with a wondrous look

Of sweetness mixed with glory — grace inestimable! He plucked this bracelet from his conquering arm, And bound it here. My wrist seemed trebly nerved; My heart spoke to him, and I did such deeds

As best might thank him. But from that blessed day
I never saw him more
yet still to this
I bow, as to the relics of my saint:
Each morn I drop a tear on every bead,
Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,
And think I still behold him.

Gust. Rightly thought,

For so thou dost, my soldier,

Behold your general,

Gustavus! come once more to lead you on
To laureled victory, to fame, to freedom!
Siv. Strike me, ye powers! it is illusion all!
It cannot- It is, it is! [Falls and embraces his knees.)
Gust. O, speechless eloquence!

Rise to my arms, my friend.

Siv. Friend! say you friend?

O, my heart's lord! my conqueror! my
Gust. Approach, my fellow-soldiers, your Gustavus

Claims no precedence here.

Haste, brave men!

Collect your friends, to join us on the instant;

Summon our brethren to their share of conquest,

And let loud echo, from her circling hills,
Sound freedom, till the undulation shake
The bounds of utmost Sweden !

1. FIRST, you are required to view and treat your parents with respect. Your tender, inexperienced age requires that you think of yourselves with humility, and conduct yourselves with modesty; that you respect the superior age and wisdom and improvements of your parents, and observe toward them a submissive deportment. Nothing is more unbecoming in you, nothing will render you more unpleasant in the eyes of others, than froward or contemptuous conduct towards your parents.

2. Secondly, you should be grateful to your parents. Consider how much you owe them. The time has been, and it was not a long time past, when you depended wholly on their kindness, when you had no strength to make a single effort for yourselves, when you could neither speak nor walk, and knew not the use of any of your powers. Had not a parent's arm supported you, you must have fallen to the earth and perished. Observe with attention the infants which you so often see, and consider that, a little while ago, you were as feeble as they are; you were only a burden and a care, and you had nothing with which you could repay your parents' affection.

3. But did they forsake you? How many sleepless nights have they been disturbed by your cries! When you were sick, how tenderly did they hang over you! With what pleasure have they seen you grow up in health to your present state! And what do you now possess which you have not received at their hands? God, indeed, is your great parent, your best friend, and from Him every good gift descends; but God is pleased to bestow everything upon you, through the kindness of your parents. To your parents you owe every comfort; you owe to them the shelter you enjoy from the rain and cold, the raiment which covers, and the food which nourishes you.

4. While you are seeking amusement, or are employed in gaining knowledge at school, your parents are toiling that you may be happy, that your wants may be supplied, that your mind may be improved, that you may grow up and be useful in the world. And when you consider how often you have forfeited all this kindness, and yet how ready they have been to forgive you, and to continue their favors, ought you not to look upon them with the tenderest gratitude?

5. What greater monster can there be than an unthankful child, whose heart is never warmed and melted by the daily expressions of parental solicitude; who, instead of requiting his best friends by his affectionate conduct, is sullen and passionate, and thinks that his parents have done nothing for him, because they will not do all he desires? My young friends, your parents' hearts have ached enough for you already; you should strive from this time, by your expressions of gratitude and love, to requite their goodness. Do you ask how you may best express these feelings of respect and gratitude which have been enjoined? In answer, I would observe :

6. Thirdly, that you must make it your study to obey your parents, to do what they command, and do it cheerfully. Your own hearts will tell you that this is a most natural and proper expression of honor and love. For how often do we see children opposing their wills to the will of their parents; refusing to comply with absolute commands; growing more obstinate, the more they are required to do what they dislike, and at last sullenly and unwillingly obeying because they can no longer refuse without exposing themselves to punishment? Consider, my young friends, that by such conduct you very much displease God, who has given you parents, that they may control your passions, and train you up in the way you should go.

7. Consider how much better they can decide for you, than you can for yourselves. You know but little of the world. in which you live. You hastily catch at anything which promises you pleasure; and unless the authority of a parent should restrain you, you would soon rush into ruin without a thought or a fear. In pursuing your own inclinations, your