...others, a mere part Of iu existence, but the whole — The very life-breath of his heart!" MOORE. " Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; Bat oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without?" IRID. " In love...

...the fairy sounds were o'er, Too inly touch'd for utterance, Now mution'd with his hand for more : — Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thce ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks...

...looks and laughing eyes, that outward circumstances had very little to do with inward happiness. So of the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without? In regard to sheep farming, which will always stand at the head of rural industry in South Australia,...

...the fairy sounds were o'er, Too inly touch'd for utterance, Now motion'd with his hand for more :— Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness....

...the fairy sounds were o'er, Too inly touch'd for utterance, Now motion'd with his hand for more : — Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness....

...the fairy sounds were o'er, Too inly touch'd for utterance, Now motion'd with his hand for more : — Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...can doubt, Of tents with love, or thrones without ? XI Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor...

...Little GUNTER has brought me the liqueurs to taste. From The Twopenny Pott Bag. SONG OF THE ARAB MAID. Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...thrones without? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The acacia waves her yellow hair ; Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness....

...sounds were o'er, Too inly touch'd for utterance, Now motion'd with his hand for more : — LALLA ROOKH. But, oh ! the choice what heart can doubt, Of tents...thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness....

...life!" 1 Why did she love him? curious fool, be still; 1 Is human love the growth of human will ? 2 The choice, what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without? 3 Oh ! magic of love! unembellish'd by you, Has the garden a tint, or the herbage a hue ? * The world,...

...the roof of the house, where the servant told him he would find Miss Rostrevor walking. CHAPTER XXL " Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...choice what heart can doubt, Of tents with love, or courts without." MOORE. " The full sum of me Is sum of something which to term in gross, Is an unlesson'd...