...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she 'died ! Perhaps she had...time to love : beside, Her life had many a hope and aiiu, Duties enough and little cares, And now was quiet, now astir — Till God's hand beckoned unawares,...

...foam, white a* the bitten lips of hate. This is how death came to "beautiful Evelyn Hope'' — . . . God's hand beckoned unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. And this is how the like event came to pleasure-seeking men and women in sunny Venice long ago : —...

...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope F "What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your...

...I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. 2. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope,...

...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope,...

...changed, I think— The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...quiet, now astir — Till God's hand beckoned unawares, Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope,...

...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...quiet, now astir — Till God's hand beckoned unawares, Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope,...

...return, for the man is a marvel of his kind. Just hear him talk of c Evelyn Hope,' who is dead : i Her life had many a hope and aim — Duties enough and little cares, And now was quiet and now astir — Till God's hand beckoned unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her.' " And...

...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays thro' the hinge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope,...

...changed, I think — The shutters are shut, no light may pass Save two long rays through the hmge's chink. Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had...cares, And now was quiet, now astir — Till God's hand beckon'd unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late, then, Evelyn Hope ? What,...