...fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity. Мoore's Lalla Rali Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the ehoiee what heart ean doubt Of tents with love, or thrones withont? Moore's LaUa Retí' She loves —...

...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....

...fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity. Moore's Lalla RoM. Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for dsee ; But oh ! the ehoiee what heart ean doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Moore's Lalla...

...charming ballad I heard you singing yesterday, ' Fly to the desert, fly with me. Our Arab tents are made for thee, But, oh, the choice what heart can doubt ; Of tents with love, or thrones without." This is more in your style, is it not, Lizzie?" " Decidedly. I shall be most happy to talk about it...

...the fitity sounds were o'er, Too inly toueh'd for utteranee, Now motion'd with his hand for more : Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But. oh ! the ehoiee what heart ean doubt. Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our roeks are rough, but, smiling...

...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...smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness. THE LIGHT OF THE HARAM. Our sands are...

...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...smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness. Our sands are bare, but down their slope...

...inly touch'd for utterance, Now motion'd with his hand for more :* The angel of Music, v. note, 168. Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are...oh ! the choice what heart can doubt, Of tents with lore, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair,...

...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...choice what heart can doubt, Of tents with love, or throues without? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there The' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and...

...Cassia and Mimosa. Of the latter family, there is the beautiful acacia described in Lalla Rookh : — " Our rocks are rough ; but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flow'ring in a wilderness." It is probable that Nubia and part of...