...harp of Life, and smote on aH 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 fulness of the spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately...

...turn'd 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, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

...we see this effect in life, but where ever has it been, and in so few words, so fully expressed 1 " Many a. morning on the moorland did we hear the copses...ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the feelings of the spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits...

...itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on nil the chords with might, Smete the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. TENHYSON. THE mistress of Summerwood was a living homily on the blessings of early rising. Every morning...

...throws a spell of enchant« ment over them.- In her the song of the poet is realized : " Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with...self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." The celebrated WILLIAM WIRT, in a letter to his daughter, discourses on the power of this unselfish...

...Locksley Hall contains this beautiful couplet : — " Love took up the harp of Life and emote on all its chords with might, Smote the chord of self, that trembling passed in music out of sight." In Mr. Mulchinock's Chant for Toilers this is very coolly reproduced : — " From the chord of self-evoking...

...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...ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fullness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits...

...turn'd 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, that, trembling pass'd in magic out of sight. TENNISOS. OUR story opens in an upper chamber of a spacious gothic mansion,...

...turn'd it in his glowing hands, Ev'ry 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, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight." With the impression that one formed to ornament and enjoy society should...

...decoction of bitter herbs from the waste garden of her heart. With her it was sorrow that ' Took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with...Self, that trembling passed in music out of sight.' Into the joys and hopes of others she threw her spirit ; for others she sung cheerfully and bravely....