...the animal and vegetable worlds. *' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning, The set of our sun, the calm eve of our night ; Give me back, give me...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light." Such was the tenor of my song, as I was perched on the acorn-covered branch of an oak, after having...

...our Hfc'searly promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd ou at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on...of our night : Give me back, give me back the wild freehness of morning, Her cloud* and her tears are worth evening'i best lighht. STORY OF ALBERT BANE....

...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out...

...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, GaTe out...

...den Regenbogen der Hoffuung seines Wellington's Namen seyn, • . Ke'er te4l me of glories , strenely adorning The close of our day , the calm eve of our night ; — Givs me back , give me back the wild freshnett of Morning, Her clouda and her tears are worth...

...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the blank shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of...

...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on...glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the mild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tean...

...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night...

...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebb« from ui, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore'alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me bacic, the wild freskaess of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening'* best light. Oh !...

...life's early promise, So passing the spring- tide of joy we have known: Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night;—...