...the poetess of home, must be familiar to most readers, for it has obtained very extensive popularity. I LOVE it, I love it, and who shall dare To chide...arm-chair? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedew'd it with tears, and embalm'd it with sighs ; 'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ; Not...

...C'omo Back," and in the touching verses of THE OLD ARM-CHAIR. I love it! I love it! nml who shall dnre To chide me for loving that old arm-chair? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedew'd it with tears, tmd embalm' d it with sighs ; 'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart; Not...

...in ъ former number.' following will 'explain itself.' As a parody it is very clever : TUB 'I LOVK It, I love it; and who shall dare To chide me for loving the perfumed air Of the sweetest spicv herb that's given To sorrowing mortals under heaven ? Poesy...

...cheer us — Watching earth and heaven between ! THE OLD ARM-CHAIR. ELIZA COOE. MUSIC RY HENRY RUSSELL. I LOVE it, I love it • and who shall dare To chide...? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedew'd it with tears, and embalm'd it with sighs ; ' Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ; Not...

...Joyfully then, shall I witness his doom ; Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. HYMN 317. 10 & 11s. M. 1 T LOVE it, I love it, and who shall dare To chide me for loving the house of prayer ? I have prized it long as a holy place, Where my gracious Lord shows his smiling...

...him the trouble of rising from his own comfortable chair to take down her volume from the shelf: " I love it, I love it — and who shall dare To chide m« for loving that old arm-chair ? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedewed it with...

...brooms for his trade, and I guess by December EXERCISE XXIII. THE OLD ARM CHAIR. 1 LOVE it, I lore it; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm chair ! I have treasured it long as a holy prize, I "ve bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it...

..."Stanzas to a Bereaved Oue," "Mother, Come Back," and in the touching verses of THE OLD ABM-CHAIR. I love it ! I love it ! and who shall dare To chide...? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've hedew'd it with tears, and emhalm' d it with sighs ; 'Tis hound hy a thousand hands to my heart ; Not...

...7, be dwed' 16, mem'o-ry 30, arm 9, lis<'en-ing 21, quiv'cr-ing 34, nursed 9. THE OLD ARM-CHAIR. 1. I LOVE it! I love it! and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm-chair ? I have treasured it long as a sainted prize, Bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs. 2....

...behold what ill thy goods have done : Thy gold has poisoned two, and murdered one ! Miss ELIZA COOK. I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm chair ? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it...