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    62 notices or books.

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    The Lady Of La Macmillan Garaye. & B Co ...

    To Throug live h deformed changeless , enfeebled days that ; still o ' er to the si heart gh go by

    Colorless , —formless , —melting as they go Wh Into a strive dull and for unrecorded ladness in such woe , — dreary shade ?

    What Why y seek recks to a feel little g less more cheerless or less , less of afraid loom ? When a continual darkness is our doom g ? ,

    But custom , which , to unused eyes that dwell Long in the blackness of a prison cell , At Trains length to endurance shows glimmerings the imprisoned through soul some : ruined hole , —

    Bids And teaching Patience how light with her lamp deepest , when gloom sets to the cop sun e , of Hope . And even like one who sinks to brief repose

    Cumbered with mournfulness from many woes ; And Who , with restless a worse dreaming than , waking full of horror anguish sleeps weeps , ,

    Which Till in his he must dream face some however precipice great appear his fear ; Who stepping on those rocks then feels them break

    And Beneath And Of loss feeling seeing and him but dull but , and the remembrance the , with grey usual shrieks unwelcome sense of , forl leap known orn s morn up . _griefj awak , e ;

    Because Melts into , thoug tears h that misery partl holds y bring him , _relief yet his dreams More dreadful were than all around him seems : —

    She So , in woke the to life cri grown ppled real days of ; loss which and , sad woe and , slow And infinitely weary as they were ,

    At first , appeared less hard than fancy deemed , to bear . But Of wild as those untamed days , regrets rolled , on and , of yearnings grinding pain vain , ,

    Sad Gertrude grew to weep with restless tears And For all most the she vanished mourned joys with of bli feverish ghted years piteous . pining ,

    When o ' er the land the summer sun was shining ; And all the volumes and the missals rare , Which Claud had gathered with a tender care ,

    Seemed nothing to the book of _Mature , spread Around her helpless feet and weary head . " The year of 1861 tracked throughout its course by the deaths of

    , memorable men . and women—memorable in many instances for their services to mankindandsetting as it did for us in England , in

    , , a national loss and bereavement—points a moral to the following lines : —

    " _< Better But we to die die , not oil ! b God y wishing ; _'Twere ; in best God ' to s hour die , !'

    And not our own , do we yield up the power To Creeps suffer or throug enjoy h _, . the The world broken , incumb heart ered by its clay ;

    While Thoug dearl h y prayers loved and and cherished sore lanxentings ones depart clog their , way . "

    62 Notices Or Books.

    62 notices or books .

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), March 1, 1862, page 62, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01031862/page/62/