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... hut mock the gans of moon! The year is dying-let it die As lath its hopos,-in mockery I The year, the' doad, yet still inay speak: Yes, some bruisbd heart to break I The year will have its memories rare, Time will crust them o'er with care. Tho year hls ...

POETRY

... this mute eloquence to me App-aleth more by far, Than all the studied rhetoric Of those that human are. For I can sit and speak to theo, And dread no false reply, Nor any cynic questioning About the reason why. So childlike, too, in all thy ways, So trusting ...

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... minister of subtle grae. ti She is th'heart o' th' world, and Heavon's choice; f t Aud God; throug her, fromt lefty heights speaks down, Bididinig ail breatures wforship and rejoice. ___ . _ ~~~~~~~w ...

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... 'Oh! is there not somethingdearAtugrustustrulysablimo in, tnis warring of the eleuents?' but Augustus's heart was too ul to speak.>-MS. *orte by Lauy e They met. 'twas in a storm, on the deck of a steamer; She spoke in language warmn, Like a sentimeural ...

POETRY

... yield ye even nowv- Speak but a single name- Salvation lies not but with Rome; Why die in raging flame? Then out spoke aged Latimer:- I tarry by the stake, Not trusting to my own weak heart, But for the Saviour's sake. n1ly speak of life or death to ...

POETRY

... yield ye even nowv- Speak but a single name- Salvation lies lnot-but with Rome; Why die in raging flame? Then out spoke aged Latimor:- I tarry by the stake Not trusting to my own weak heart, But for the Saviour's sake. Why speak of life or death to ...

POETRY

... niSlt, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wvave ot life kept hearing to and fro. 2-c silently she seen'd to speak, So slowiy mov'd about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Oar very hopes belied our fears, Our fears ...

AMUSEMENTS

... you not move on yourself '? I did not try to tin speak to you, did I I I wanted to speak to Mr Dick, D who has been my good friend since I was a boy. i Now come, don't lean your face on your hands wh Y speak up like man. At this stage Tough turned Sta h ...

THE THEATRE

... We do not at all intend to compare- him to the higher class of tragedians. He is entirely a physical actor, if we may so speak. His best acting I is when he is acting naturally-a fine free graceful manner, with 5 manly vigour, and all the physical a ...

POETRY

... shrieking mew sails by- Above thi bepding-willows Across the foamings blUors The wild breeze ho~wls wdith dreary moan ! Alas tthey speak to me Of one beyond the sea, Who, had but Fortune smiled, And our sad fate besniled Had not thus left me mournful and alone ...

HER MAJESTY'S OPERA HOUSE

... BOllenllian King, loolks not so well as he i Et speaks the kingly past, and a little more care in the act i 1:12D up would be well bestowed. Florizel, his son (NIr Meerer) hittc both looks, scts, and speaks well, as the lover of the i to Princess Perdita ...

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... Old music, unforgotten still, Around me rings and swells. Oh, wooing voice I ob, cruel voice . Wily will you haunt me sol Speaking the old sweet tenderness, The love of long ago. An angel form, a blessed face, A picture, fading never I The anguish of a ...