...as might be expected, but with a tone of patient resignation : — " Yet now despair itself is mild, Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek fever cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain...

...finest harmonies of verse : — " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...

...finest harmonies of verse : — " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...

...finest harmonies of verse : — " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...

...loud-roaring sea." — Iliad, I. " Yet now Despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and jet must bear, "Till Death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek...

...on my lips. CHAPTER XXIX. " Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around — I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SHELLEY. " How late you have slept, Miss !" said Kitty, as she hurried up in answer to my bell. " I...

...saddening as that of evening in more common lives. The profound melancholy of those lines of Shelley, "I could lie down like a tired child And weep away...life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear," came from a heart, as he says, " too soon grown old," — at twenty-six years, as dull people count...

...CHATTER XXIX. " Alas ! I h»ve nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around— *•*•*» I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet most bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SBELLBT. " How late you have slept, Miss !" said...

...evening in more common lives. The profound melancholy of those lines of Shelley, " I could lie down a tired child And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear," came from a heart, as be says, " too soon grown old,"—at twenty-six years, as dull people count time,...

...lips. CHAPTER XXIX. " Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor culm around— I conld lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and vet must bi&r Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SnELLIY. " How late you have slept, Miss...