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    O lamp of peace ! of inner heaven the most cherished star , first-born of the glorious sun , trembling into excess of light , like a young heart in the fullness of first love , —shine on me , on these weary , aching eyes ; and , through them , shed a holy calm upon a heart that dwells darkly beneath the shadow of its own grief .

    Star ! which burneth in crimson light luxurious , with power to guard that lone and purple island of the sea , —that Eden-land beneath , —O look on me ; for I am cold and lone , where love is not , and where sharp eyes pierce through me , and fix their stings upon my aching heart , —look on me !

    Purest and brightest one ! thou watchest the moving spheres ; thou lookest into the deepest depths of this wondrous universe . O , be to me a friend ! I have need of thee : look into the depths of my sorrow , and let thy clear beam bring me hope and joy . Inhabitant of highest heaven ! immortality is thine : from the

    bright fount of thy parent sun thou drinkest in life for ever . O fill me with thy brightness . So am I immortal , like to thee ; and I lift up mine eyes to thee . My spirit is with thee . Bear me with thee to the fountain of all light—all life ; and there let me live for ever , like thee , a life of immortality and love . K . T .

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    S 44 The Magic SmifjT-bor .

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    A VAGARY , IMITATED PROM TUB GERMAN OF HOFFMANN . The way in which my very dear and much-respected friend and partner , Mr . Peregrine Twist , obtained his wife , was so extremely

    curious , that I have rather hesitated to lay the particulars before the eyes and opinions of a discerning public , though , indeed , it often struck me , and very possibly struck me wrong , that there might be some passages in the affair , both of knowledge entertaining and useful .

    It was one dismal Christmas-day evening , that Peregrine Twist sat near a certain door , at the top of the large oaken staircase of an old-fashioned house , situated in one of those narrow and crooked lanes which penetrate the heart of the celebrated London city . He sat on a little stool , in the dark , or , at least , almost in the dark , for the only light was a small glimmering which darted now and then , more or less distinctly , through the

    key-hole of the before-mentioned door . Master Peregrine Twist appeared to sit rather uneasy , to which uneasiness he might perhaps be excited by certain savoury , odoriferous , and pung ent scents , which penetrated , in company with the light-beams , throu g h the key-hole and thence to his nose . Now and then , also , Master Peregrine exclaimed , " Gwenilian , is all ready V to which question , from the closed sanctuary , answered a voice like the response of an ancient oracle , " Master Peregrine be quiet ,

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    THE MAGIC SNUFF-BOX .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1834, page 844, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2640/page/26/