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“I have read ofa bird which hath a face like, and yet will prey upon, a man, who, coming to the water to drink, and finding there by refiexion that he had killed one like himself, pineth away by degrees, and never after enjoyeth itself. Such was in some sort the condition of -. This accident that he had killed one put a period to his carnal mirth, and was a covering to his eyes all the days of his life. Death was so sent to him as to allow him time to rise up on his knees and to crie, ‘Lord have mercy upon me.‘ ‘ --— Fuller ‘s Worthles, vol ii. p. 17.
“ From each carved nook, and fretted bend,
“Three solemn parts together twine,
“Yet all are one, together all,
“Bnt let my due feet never fall
IT was on the 15th of October, 18—, that one of the best and most respected clergymen in the town of—, and a canon of the cathedral, turned his steps towards the western door of that ancient pile. It was a little before the hour of evening service; the rays of the declining sun were shining brightly through the windows of painted glass, and producing that mellow and chastened light that accords so well with the
feeling of religious awe, which a gothic edifice, the noblest Ellen Middleton. 1