20 and 22. Indicate the Pause before phrases to prepare
the mind for what is coming. (Introduction, p. 8.) What
Inflection is used as a connecting link? (Introduction,
p. 16.)

27. FIRELIGHT. With what should it be connected? How?
(Introduction, p. 24.)

34. ALL HANDS ... SAILS. What change in Pitch and Force?
(Introduction, pp. 22 and 26.)

40. What is the Shading? (Introduction, p. 33.)

Compare the mental state of the captain with that of the
first mate. How is the difference indicated in the Pitch
of their respective speeches? (Introduction, p. 22.)

Connect stanzas vii and viii with the last two lines of
the poem. What background of thought is suggested? How
is the rate of reading affected by the thoughts
suggested? (Introduction, p. 14.)

* * * * *

THE EVENING WIND

Spirit that breathest through my lattice, thou
That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day,
Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow:
Thou hast been out upon the deep at play,
Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, 5
Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray,
And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee
To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea!

Nor I alone;--a thousand bosoms round
Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; 10
And languid forms rise up, and pulses bound
Livelier at coming of the wind of night;
And, languishing to hear thy grateful sound,
Lies the vast inland stretched beyond the sight.
Go forth into the gathering shade; go forth, 15
God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth!

Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest,
Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse
The wide old wood from his majestic rest,
Summoning from the innumerable boughs 20
The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast:
Pleasant shall be thy way, where meekly bows
The shutting flower and darkling waters pass,
And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass.

The faint old man shall lean his silver head 25
To feel thee; thou shalt kiss the child asleep,
And dry the moistened curls that overspread
His temples, while his breathing grows more deep;
And they who stand about the sick man's bed
Shall joy to listen to thy distant