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	54                               ORTHOMETRY. Thy vows are | all broken, And light is | thy fame, I hear thy | name spoken, And share in | its shame. Byron. This is perhaps better scanned as follows : Macgregor, | Macgregor, | remember | our foemen ! The morn ri | ses broad from | the brow of | Ben Lomond ; The clans are | impatient | and chide thy | delay. Arise, let | us bound to | Glenlyon | away. Hogg. In the extracts which follow, all of which are full of melody, the rhythm is so varied that it is diffi­cult to pronounce with certainty which of the mea­sures predominates. Now silently poised o'er the war of the main, Like the spirit of Charity brooding o'er pain ; Now gliding with pinion all silently furled, Like an angel descending to comfort the world. Gerald Grijfin. Mount Blanc is the monarch of mountains, We crowned him long ago, On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow. Around his waist are forests braced, The av'lanche in his hand ; But ere it fall, that thundering ball Must pause for my command. Byron.