...ability, and rather affecting from their moral than intellectual bearing. But now " He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self had ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented...

...grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay; He has outsoared the shadow of our night] Envy and...torture not again From the contagion of the world's alow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain Nor,...

...his genius and his untimely end. It bore the beautiful motto from his own " Adonais:" — s • . " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again." On the Monday following I gained admission, to the National Gallery of the paintings of the old masters,...

...of the monument is inscribed the following passage from the poet's Adonais:— " He has out-soar'd the shadow of our Night; Envy and calumny, and hate...head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self h;is ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn." The workmanship is admirable, "...

...peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awaken'd from the dream of life. He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again." — SHELLEY. ON hearing of the recent illness of Constance, Mrs. Podmore renewed her entreaties that...

...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented...

...What could be more beautiful than this tribute of an affectionate contemporary ! " ' He has outso.ired the shadow of our night.; Envy and calumny, and hate...unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not nor torture him again. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He ia sceure, and now can never...

...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented...

...— " He has outaoar'd the shadow of OUT night : Knvy and calumny, and hate and pain, Ami that uurest which men miscall delight. Can touch him not, and...never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in Tain ; Nor, when the spirit's self had ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an nnlamented urn.'...

...grey. Below are the lines from his own ' Adonais ' — *' He hath outsoar'd the shadow of our niglit ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall deligbt, Can U)uch him not, and torture not again. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He...