...swell the streams, Day thoughts feed nightly dreams ; And sorrow tracketh wrong, As echo follows song. On, on, for ever. By night, like stars on high, The...clime, The harvests of all time. On, on, for ever. . CAMPBELL'S LIFE OF MRS. SIDDONS* IF we may judge by facts, and take regular sequence as indicative...

...swell the streams, Day thoughts feed nightly dreams ; And sorrow tracketh wrong, As echo follows song. On, on, for ever. " By night, like stars on high,...clime, The harvests of all time. On, on, for ever." SHEBIDAN KNOWLES AND WILLIAM MACREADY. " Too popular is Tragic Poesy, Straining his tip-toes for a...

...swell the streams, Day-thoughts feed nightly dreams ; And sorrow tracketh wrong, As echo follows song. On, on, for ever. " By night, like stars on high,...bear through every clime The harvests of all time. X)n, on, for ever." The Sick Room, from which. Miss Martineau now sends forth her thoughts to the world,...

...on, for ever. " By night, like stars on high, The hours reveal their train ; They whisper and go by j I never watch in vain. Moves one, move all ; Hark...clime, The harvests of all time. On, on, for ever." SHERIDAN KNOWLES AND WILLIAM MACREADY. ', Too popular is Tragic Poosy, Stmininx 1iin tip-toes fur a...

...in vain. , Moves one, move all ; Hark to the foot-fall ! On, on, for ever. " They pass the crftdle head, And there a promise shed ; They pass the moist...clime. The harvests of all time. On, on, for ever." SHERIDAN KNOWLES AND WILLIAM MACREADY. " Too popular It Tragic Poesy, Straining hi* tip-tocj for a...

...in vain : Moves one, move all : Hark to the footfall ! On, on, for ever ! They pass the cradle-head, And there a promise shed ; They pass the moist new...every clime The harvests of all time, On, on, for ever ! TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers,...

...swell the streams, Day thoughts feed nightly dreams, And sorrow tracketh wrong, As echo follows song, On, on, for ever. By night, like stars on high, The...bear through every clime, The harvests of all time, SONG OF THE MOUNTAIN WEAVER. Those of our readers who have travelled in that beautiful part of Germany...

...reveal their train ; They whisper and go by ; I never watch in vain. THE CITY ROSE TO THE WILD ROSE. 215 Moves one, move all ; Hark to the footfall ! On, on,...clime, The harvests of all time, On, on, for ever. 10 Sarah Roberts. FFHE wild bee brought your message, Just at the peep of day, Tapping, buzzing at...

...whisper and go by ; I never watch in vain. Moves one, move all ; Hark to the footfall ! On, on, forever. They pass the cradle head, And there a promise shed...through every clime, The harvests of all time. On, on, forever. EXERCISE CXL. RECIPROCAL INFLUENCE OF LITERATURE AND MORALS. Prof. Frisbie. THOSE compositions...

...swell the streams, Day thoughts yield nightly dreams, And sorrow tracketh wrong, As echo follows song. On, on, for ever. By night like stars on high, The...moist new grave, And bid rank verdure wave ; They hear through every clime, The harvests of all time, On, on, for ever. f |* && %m 10 \\ Sarah Roberts....