...Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rushed together at the...

...they should do me wrong," Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin P" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses...an evening by the waters did we watch the stately And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips. ALFRED TENNYSON. EDIE'S education proceeded...

...brings the hero out free from whatever form of selfishness or error originally beset him. It is as if " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might, Smote on the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." Every reader can at once discover...

...touch to admiration, gratitude, and interest, which converts them into love ; that touch which struck ' The chord of self, that trembling Passed in music out of sight,' that touch which, though soft in itself, yet like the drops of rain that wears channels in the hardest...

...Time , and turned it in his glowing hands , Every moment lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life , and smote on all the...self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. TENNYSON. THE mistress of Summerwood was a living homily on the blessings of early rising. Every morning...

...Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment lightly shaken ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might — Smote the chord of self, which, trembling, passed in music out of sight." TENNYSoN. j|T was a December afternoon, — Christmas...

...its ardour with a chill, to put out two fingers to meet the eager grasp of the joyful hand. " Lore took up the harp 'of life, And smote on all the chords with might" But we have grown too common-place for such extravagant, exultant, unreasonable harmony ; and we must...

...of those eyes that never gleamed tenderly upon the bound girl. CHAPTEE LIU. THE PAST AND PRESENT. " Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chorda with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in muaic out of sight." TEHNYSOIC....

...of 'Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring,' And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fullness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the...

...oflife, andsmoteonalltho chords with might ; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, pass'd in musiuout of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throug'd my puises with the fulness of the spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately...