...— (how it used to run ! ) And the shadows within, grown stronger, Look black on the mid-day sun ! All is gone ; save a Voice That never did yet rejoice : ' Tis sweet and low ; 'tis sad and lone ; And it biddeth us love the thing that's flown. The Gardens feed no fruits nor flowers, But childless seem,...

...neigheth, Nor paws the startled ground; And the dun hound no longer bayeth; But death is in all around ! All is gone: save a voice That never did yet rejoice: 'Tis sweet and low : 'tis sad and lone : And it biddeth us love the thing that's flown. BARRY CORNWALL. THE NAUTILUS. LIGRT as a flake of foam upon...

...Runs, — (how it used to run !) And the shadows within, grown stronger, Look black on the midday sun ! All is gone ; save a Voice That never did yet rejoice : 'Tis sweet and low ; '£ is sad and lone ; And it biddeth us love the thing that '*• flown. The Gardens feed no fruits...

...morn, with a shrilly sound ; And the bloorl-hound no longer bayeth, Startling the silence 'round ! All is gone ; save a Voice That never did yet rejoice : ' Tis sweet amd low ; 'tis sad and lone ; And it Tnddeth us love the thing that 's fiuvni. The Lord of all the...

...watch. "But take no further thought for thine enemy, Esther. — He hath bruised our head. We shall now bruise his heel !" — CHAPTER XIV. All is gone—...lone — And biddeth us love the thing that's flown. BABEY CORNWALL. CHILLY and stragglingly dawned the morning. Heavy mists came drifting across the feeble...

...neigheth, Nor paws the startled ground ; And the dun hound no longer bayeth; But death is in all around 1 All is gone: save a voice That never did yet rejoice : . 'Tis sweet and low: 'tis sad and lone: And it biddoth us love the thing that's Uown. BARRY CORNWALL. THE NAUTILUS. LIGRT as a flake of foam upon...