... -~7 I SPEAK GENTLY. Speak gently !-It iQ better Sas To rule by tove than fear. Speak gently I-let not harsh words muar The good we might do here I Speak gently I-Love doth avhisper low The vows that true hearts bind: Ands gently Friendsh!p'g accents flow ...

... from Heaven to me, For it speaks of a soul that is there-' A soul that was born a chate treasure to be In a casket surpassingly fair; The soul of a wife, of a mother, who trod The paths of this world undefiled, And who speaks to me now, from the presence ...

... follow, 3eeaaue its depths are measured in the hollow Of God's almighty hand. When on your wavee the golden noon rejoices, Speak to our souls, and with your myriad voices A~nswer their yearnings, inuinite a~nd fond, And make a bridge of' light, when day ...

... _ _ ottrp. SONNET. Love, dearest lady, such as I would speak, Lives not within the humour of the eye; Not being but an outward phantasy, That skims the surface of a tinted check, Else it would wane with beauty, and grow weak,- A-s i the Rose mado sumsner ...

... persevere,' said Tasso, ' his rancour gives me no pain. How much better is it that he should speak ill of me to all the world than that all the world should speak Ill of me to him.' A printer in Paris wrote a tragedy called 'Joshua,' which he printed in ...

... and he would almost have his friends by his side deaf for a while, for he was going to speak a great deal in their praise, and when he said so, lie was going to speak justly of them, for he was not going to say a single word in flattery or exaggeration ...

... curly head; A little workman, spade in band; A little footprint on the sand A tremulous star, a wavering flute. Two souls that speak, though lips are mute, Two touching faces fixed above, Two kindred spirits, one through love. A little cloudlet in the sky ...

... told me that thy mind withdrew Into its mystio cell,-nor evermore Sait on the lip, in fomd, familiar word, Nor through the speaking eye her love repaid, Whose heart for thee with ceaseless cae Is stirr'd, Both night and day; upon the willow shade Her sweet ...

... Ivy. Would we call her back again to the anguish andl the pain ? Nay, wewill not be so weak, For that grave of peace doth speak Under the ivy.- The world's sorrows all foregone, Happy, happy little one i Hidden from the bitter strife, The deep woe of ...

... WVllinsgtn and Mr. Shaw Lefevre are .t near neighbours in the cointry (Sontli Hal-s), and strong . friends. Thc Duke, in speaking of him, always says, My friend, radical Charncy. It is said, that Lord Segrave had been promised to be ; created a marqnis ...

... alike the eye may deem, ne But yet it is not so! WE Wlhy to the cold and careless throng WI The secret grief reveal by Why speak of one who was, to those prb Who do not-cannot feel? eff No! Joy may light the brown-unknow1, Unseen, the tear-drop flowV; ...

... the night,. Her breathing soft and lo v, AM her bereast the wave of lire Kept heaving to and fro! So silently we seemed to speak- So slowly moved nbout! As we had lent her balU our powers To eke her livjng out! Oar very hopes belied our fear,, Our fears ...