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Poetry

... abr echoesbrnag, Each with each ?? fine tones blending Of her own peculiar string. Smite the chords, the tones they borrow Speak a language of their own, Thrills of Joy, and pangs of sorrow- hlopes Of what shall be to-morrow, Sighs for what is gone. Strike ...

Literature

... with the swiftness of lightning. It could be made to speak io the antipodes in a few secoqds, as easily as it now speaks from London to Paris, built can only speak with itsaconemporaris, it cannot speak to futurity this high privilege is reserved far the ...

Poetry

... fast. Knights and ladies there assembled, Looking downward, feared and trembled; Safely back lie bare the glove I Every mouth speaks out his praises, But his mistress there above- 'T is no glance of scorn she raises On the knight that sought her love. Be ...

ST. JAMES's CLOCK

... to wake-at half-past ten. And now another change I trae_- Halsferter 'even yawns on thy fans:, Frombiis thy progress may we speak? In future-jut one hour a week! I 0 Clock for shame vwake upat lst Rather than this I d have $bee fast. saix Cloelk the ?? ...

FASHIONS FOR FEBRUARY

... be' obceryed. th'aS; bouilloin6 contirue* to bc very mnuch amninyad aS trimmin a for the slcirts~bodles,^ and aleaves., In speaking of' these hon~lfidics we maust observrethat, Ia give grace to themn, theY aretoften crossed at dlstauees by wreatha of m ...

Literature

... observed to my surprise, than wvas usual with her. I was fluttered by her being unexpectedly so near (she was almost within speaking distance before 1[ knew her), and would have risen to continue my walk. But I could not. I was v rendered motionless. *Ifot ...

Poetry

... ever like a panther In his lair, spring from sot the fieosvriest thickets, changing raptare to despair? aid the Dlark one, speaking slowly, as a weight were on his breast, ',Strength and wisdiom-they should sorely lead the living to their rest Yet are bravest ...

Poetry

... 1auitmon's lure or party's wile can win us To silence nosy? No! When our land to ruin's brink is verging, In God's tlislse let us speak wyhile there is time! No', when the padlocks for our lips arc forging, Silence is crime ! What I shatl we henuefortit humbly ...

MISCELLANEOUS

... listen, 'To the welcome from lier tongue; Happy dwell-the shade, the glisten, Of old Tor* and Brue among. Al Vhat's this? Speak, speak,mydarling! Ill and silent, even to me'! Cheer up, lassie; yonder starling , Shall not be more glad than we. I have gold-we ...

Literature

... me nervously by the sleeve, if you don't speak now-if you don't tell them that we know their intentions you are lost, Look there, they are already leading the pistole. By heavens, Zadonekol, if you don't speak, I shall Not for all the world, doctor, ...

THE THEATRE

... to any strong inward feel- ing of sorrow or remorse, to always throw back his head to the fullest capacity of his neck, and speak as if addressing the sky- drops. We mention these defects in the confidence that Mr. Melville's judgment wilt enable him to ...

Literature

... language. The numerous editions of all kinds, adapted to the pocket of the peasant or the peer, which have been published, speak to the deep and all-pervading interest with which it has been perused, and that interest will not die away either to-morrow ...