...drowsiness Is falling even on the mother's eyes Whose child is dead." Also Byron, Don Juan, III. 108 : — " Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...scorns? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! " 4. The word " pilgrim " is here used by Dante in a general sense, meaning any traveller. 6. Gray,...

...even on the mother's eyes Whose child is dead." Also Byron, Don Juan, III. 108 : — " Soft hour I which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those...scorns? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! " 4. The word "pilgrim " is here used by Dante in a general sense, meaning any traveller. 6. Gray,...

...Also Byron, Don Juan, III. to8 : — " Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melt! the heart Of these who sail the seas, on the first day When they from...weep the dying day's decay. Is this a fancy which our rcacon scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! " 4. The word " pilgrim " is here used...

...the bells of the holy city. The chimes of eternal peace !" But to return to Byron. His lines are: ' Soft hour, which wakes the wish and melts the heart...? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns." Except the last two lines, this is merely a translation, but mark what these two lines contain. The...

...the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from theirsweet Î Ah I surely nothing dies but something mourns. EVENING IN PARADISE. Now came still evening on, and...

...dear, Are gathered round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...scorns? Ah, surely nothing dies but something mourns ! It is easier now to distinguish the different songs of birds which have lingered behind the rest,...

...through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd etirr'd with prayer. Soft hour 1 which makes ll as L Robert Herrick. 328. CHANGE, Secret of. Profounder,...the old. Eterno alternation Now follows, now flies 1 Ah I surely nothing dies but something mourns I Lord Byron. 1145. EVENING, Moral of. Behold the sun,...

...fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to wee]) : _ cY `ž { {+7 EVENING IN PARADISE. Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things...

...dear, Are gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou briug'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! " When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the destroyer yet destroy'd, Amidst the roar...

...dear, Are gathered round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, totheuiother's breast. H EVENING IN PARADISE. Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Und in her sober livery all things...