...they. This was not perhaps without its just application formerly. Now, rather would we write — Here all are equal. Side by side, The poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still — for in the sight of God, and to the belief of the humble Christian, this must ever be so, howsoever...

...free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Boll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. " Thither...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still." Of the two that now entered that little dooryard, one felt all this and one did not. The one who had...

...Remembered like a tale that's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea. The silent grave ! Thither all earthly...Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling rill. DK AIANRIQUE. 39 I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few :...

...Remembered like a tale that 's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly...tinkling rill. There all are equal. Side by side The poor mau and the son of pride Lie calm and still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons...

...free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Eoll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. Thither...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. This world is but the rugged road "Which leads us to the bright abode Of peace above : So let us choose...

...cradle, the bridal-hed, and the grave. ANONYMOUS. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave! Thither, all earthly...Roll, to be swallowed up, and lost In one dark wave. From the Spanish of MANEIQUE. These years of life, what do they seem ? A little dream Of pain and pleasure...

.... kept in wretched order. The tombstones are all flat, and are mostly in a broken condition : — " Side by side, The poor man, and the son of pride Lie calm and still." — Longfellow. Our visit to Constantinople occurred, as I have before remarked, during the festival...

...free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Boll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. Thither...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. This world is but the rugged road Which leads us to the bright abode Of peace above ; So let us choose...

...round for consolation. He says, in his grief, Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ; Thither all earthly...Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling rill. • These poems, some of them too free for ff. 131-139, 176, 180, 1S7, 189, 221, 243, 245. the notions...

...Remembered like a tale that's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that mi fathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly...still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sous of song, The deathless few ; Fiction entices and deceives, And, sprinkled o'er her fragrant leaves,...