...meditation. " There is a dangerous silence in that hour, A stillness which teaves room for the fult son! To open all itself, without the power Of calling wholly back its setf-controul." 7, Bath Ptace, Kensington. MAURICE CRAWFORD. (Continued from page 132.) Successful...

...Lord Byron; and so have all poets sung, from William Shakspeare to Walter Scott; for it appears, " The silver light which, hallowing tree and tower,...o'er it throws A loving languor, which is not repose " All this I felt, no doubt; for though wisdom had cried in the street, I was, alas ! insensible to...

...way On which three single hours of moonshine smile — And then she looks so modest all the while. There is a dangerous silence in that hour, A stillness...o'er it throws A loving languor, which is not repose. From Dun Juan, SONG OF THE GREEK BARD. The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho...

...secretarii del suo amore antico Fea i muti campi, e quel silenzio amico. 2 There is a dangerous stillness in that hour, A stillness which leaves room for the...o'er it throws A loving languor which is not repose. 3 How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! — Here will we sit, and let the sounds of musick...

...business in a wicked way on which three single hours of moonshine smile. There is a dangerous stillness in that hour, a stillness which leaves room for the...the power of calling wholly back its self-control." This could not be better expressed. The power of resistance to things evil is then diminished. Deeds...

...hourly dread of danger or treachery was even worse and more intolerable than death itself. CHAPTER II. The silver light which, hallowing tree and tower,...o'er it throws A loving languor, which is not repose. Byron. * One evening Fatima and Abbas were seated in an arbour in a retired part of the extensive gardens,...

...way On which three single hours of moonshine smile — And then she looks so modest all the while. There is a dangerous silence in that hour, A stillness,...o'er it throws A loving languor, which is not repose. (') cxv. And Julia sate with Juan, half embraced And half retiring from the glowing arm, Which trembled...

...the moon. As sings a modern poet, whom, however, we quote from memory : — * There ta a thralling silence In that hour, A stillness, which leaves room for the full soul To open all ttst-lf, without the power Of rallinc • holly back its self-control: Tlit nlh er light, which, hallowing...

...supplying them with the physical comforts of light and warmth. The milder beams of that silvery orb, which — " hallowing tree and tower, Sheds beauty and deep softness o'er the whole," and which makes all that is spiritual within us to vibrate in harmony with its trembling rays, is to...

...glowing pole, When not a single cloud is seen to lour, And Nature breathes her stillness to the soul, " The silver light which, hallowing tree and tower, Sheds beauty and deep softness o'er the whole :" (I like so much to quote — my pilfering Muse Begs that these trifling extracts you'll excuse.)...