...thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light, Which softened down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and...religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship. Byron. FLORAL DIRECTORY. Two-coloured Heath. Erica bicolor. Dedicated to St. Samthana. 3t Philogoniui,...

...thou didst shine, thou rolling Moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light, Uhicli soften'd down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and...beautiful which still was so, And making that which was nul ri 1 1 the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship uf the great of old!...

...that beautiful whi ch st»^ was s*' And making that which was not, till the place Became religious, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the...sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns !" LORD BYRON. Whilst our hearts were touched with feelings such as these, a bell from a distant convent...

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...cast a wide and tender light. Which soflen'd down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and lilld up, As 'twere anew, the gaps of centuries; Leaving...so, And making that which was not, till the place Recame religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but...

...gaps of centuries : Leaving that beautiful which 'fill was so. And making that which was not, till (he place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With...worship of the great of old! The dead, but sceptred so\ereignsf who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'T was such a night ' Т is strange thai...

...: JriviMjj that beautiful which still was so. And making that which was not, till (he place Itecame religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! The dead, but scrjiired sovereigns, who still rulo Our spirits from their urns. — 'T was such a night! T is strange...

...thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light, Which soften'd down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and...which still was so, And making that which was not. 112 STARS. TARS. THE STARS. UROLT. YE stars ! bright legions that, before all time, Camped on yon plain...

...command, A fair imperial flower ; She seemed designed for Flora's hand, The iceptre of her power. Couper. Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead but sceptered sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. Byron. The SCEPTRE is a kind of royal...

...thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light, Which soften'd down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and...silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptered sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'T was such a night ! T is strange...