• [By Rbv Tyron Edwards] 5 A gentleman addressing a large gather- * ing of scholars from several sohools was 8 noticed to u'.e words of only a single > syllable. A friend who beard of the 3 address wrote to tbe speaker,- and asked 3 lf It was tbe faot that he had spoken of 1 o.uld write an address of even thirty or forty word#, all of one syllable, as It waa | reported he had douq. The following waa 1 the reply to tbe iaqulry : ' * I have no time now to tell you where ) to find the brief speech as to whioh yon ask, nor do I know that I oonld at onoa write what you want If I should try, as I do not claim to have muoh skill In suoh work ; though to write short words, and t make fair sense with them, does not nead muoh skill or deep thought ; and this 5 truth is shown m whit I now send, In a copy of my short speech made to tbe s schools some time sinoe.' Here la • sentence of ninety-one words, ea.h of bat i one syllable. A lady, saying she thought mono- , syllables even more expressive than > longer words, wrote to illustrate her ideaj the following lines : - "WHAT THOU WILT." - ' Not what to me seems good, Not what my ohoioe would be : I dare not ask for these, ' Lord when I plead with thee ; ' But give what to Thy mind seems best, And let Thy love not grant the reßt, ' ' Not heaps of gold m store, 5 Not health, nor friends, nor fame— I dare not ask for these, ) Though sought for m Thy name, > Save as thou seest suoh gifts would be . ' Laid at Thy feet m love to Thee. 1 My heart is full of needs ; I My wantß reaoh out to Thee ; i I only plead Thy oall, Thy words of graoe to me, Take from my heart its load of guilt, 7 Then give me, Lord, what else Thou wilt!' I And Rev. Dr. Addison Alexander, long i a Professor m the Theological Seminary of Princeton, N.J., being asked if one could write as foroibly m monosyllables as m words of greater length, sat down and wrote (> almost without stopping, the following lines : Think not that strength lies m the big,* round word, Or that the brief and plain must needa be weak ; To whom oan this be .true who onoe hat heard The cry of help—the words that all men speak When wants, or woe, or fear is m the throat, So that eaoh word is gasped out like a shriek Pressed from the heart, or bb a strange, wild note, Sung by some fay, or fiend I There isa strength Which dies if stretched too far, or spun too fine, Whioh has more height than breadth, mora depth than length, Let but this foroe of thought aud Bpeeoh ba mine, And he that will may take .the sleek, fat phrase Which glows and burns not, though it gleam land shine ; Light but not heat, a flash without a blue. . Nor is it nought but Btrength the short word boaßts ; It serves far more than wind or storm can tell, Or roar of waves that dash on rook-bound coasts; The crash of tall trees wfcen the wild winds swell ' Tbe roar of guns ; the groans of men that die On blood-stained fields. It haß a voice as well For them that far off on their siok beds lie : For them that weep, for them that mourn the dead, For them that danoe, and laugh, aud slap the hand To Joy's quiok stay, as well as Grief's sad tread ; The sweet, plain words we learn at first keep time, And though tha thema be sad, or gay, or grand, With each, with all, these may be mads to '■*■ chime, ' , < ':»..» In thought, or speeoh, or song, or proie, or rhyme. '•
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MONOSYLLABIC COMPOSITIONS, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2095, 27 March 1889
MONOSYLLABIC COMPOSITIONS Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2095, 27 March 1889
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