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Page 185 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave; Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St David's ruined pile ; And, home returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Page 184 - IF thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight ; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout the ruins gray. When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white...
Page 178 - London town; Seated in companies they sit with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among. Beneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor. Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
Page 153 - Of mighty Shakespeare's birth, the room, we see; That, where he died, in vain to find we try; Useless the search — for all immortal he — And those, who are immortal, never die.
Page 166 - twould a saint provoke ! (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) — No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face ; One would not, sure...
Page 178 - THURSDAY. on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, Came children walking two and two, in red, and blue, and green : Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow, Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow.
Page 173 - world's map, which you may here discern in its per' fectest motion, justling and turning. It is a heap of * stones and men, with a vast confusion of languages ; and ' were the steeple not sanctified, nothing liker Babel. The * noise in it is like that of bees, a strange hum, mixed of ' walking tongues and feet ; it is a kind of still roar or
Page 140 - Then I spoke severely. The dignity of a freeborn American asserted itself. I said : "/am not driving this cab. I wish to go to 163 Blank Road, but it is not my business to find the way. You can ask the first policeman you see." But the peace of the June afternoon was over. It seemed to me that the very hansom moved sullenly. We kept bringing up with a jerk at some corner, while cabby shouted out his inquiry, and then we went on again. At last we reached Blank Road. I saw the name on a streetsign,...
Page 84 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death. . . . Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Page 138 - roads" of Kensington. An American friend put me sadly but hopefully into a hansom. I asked him how much I was to pay, and was told eighteenpence. I always ask this question by way of precaution ; but I have found since that there is usually a sad discrepancy of opinion between my friend at the beginning and my driver at the end of the route ; however, I had not learned this fact at that early epoch. " Eighteenpence,