...palace court, When sages looked to Egypt for their lore. But oh ! how unlike marble was that face ! How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more...sullen rear Was with its stored thunder labouring up. One hand she pressed upon that aching spot Where beats the human heart, as if just there, Though an...

...descriptions of Christ, and also to those ideals, so full of mingled majesty and tenderness in — " That face How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than beauty's self," which we see in the great pictures of Fra Angelico, of Michael Angelo, of Leonardo da Vinci, of Raphael,...

...asleep, Rene returned to his father's house, and lay down to rest. CHAPTER IV. COLIGNI TROOPERS. " There was a listening fear in her regard, As if calamity...sullen rear Was with its stored thunder labouring up." KEATS. and Rene were always the two first of the family astir. When they met that morning, he discovered,...

...with a heavier blow, whether we regard that blow as a, physical or as a mental one. She seems to feel "As if calamity had but begun ; As if the vanward...malice, and the sullen rear Was with its stored thunder laboring up." One might say that she is calamity personified. Her senses swim with amazement, but she...

...ever in the obscurity to which circumstances have condemned him.'" — Paptri of a Critic, vol. ipn c. The minstrels played their Christmas tune To-night beneath my cottage eaves : While, smitten One hand she pressed upon that aching spot Where beats the human heart, as if just there, Though an...

...palace court, When sages looked to Egypt for their lore. But oh ! how unlike marble was that face ! How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self ! * Nymph of the stream. f That had no kingdom to look upon. £ The Amazons were a race of warrior-women...

...by what is gross or what is extraordinary. 35. It seemed no force could wake him from his place. 36. There was a listening fear in her regard, As if calamity had but begun. 37. Oh, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! 38. For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. 39....

...for their lore. But oh ! how unlike marble was that face ! How beautiful, if sorrow had not made 35 Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self. There was...but begun ; As if the vanward clouds of evil days Plad spent their malice, and the sullen rear 40 Was with its stored thunder labouring up. One hand...

...face ! How beautiful, if sorrow had not made 35 Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self. There was n listening fear in her regard, As if calamity had but...evil days Had spent their malice, and the sullen rear 40 Was with its stored thunder labouring up. One hand she press'd upon that aching spot Where beats...

...unlike marble was that face ! How beantiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beantiful than Beanty's self ! There was a listening fear in her regard, As if calamity had but begun ; As if the vauward clonds of evil days Had spent their malice, and the sullen rear Was, with its stored thunder,...