...How apropos the lines of Byron to such a scene, and such an hour as this : " Sweet hour of twilight ! Soft hour which wakes the wish and melts the heart...day's decay. Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns." There, far down in these peaceful valleys, that looked...

...round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Soft hour ! whicli theirsweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper...

...dear, Are gathered round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, to the mother's breast Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns? Ah, surely nothing dies but something mourns ! It is easier now to distinguish the different songs...

...through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd etirr'd with prayer. Soft hour 1 which makes ll as L Robert Herrick. 328. CHANGE, Secret of. Profounder,...the old. Eterno alternation Now follows, now flies 1 Ah I surely nothing dies but something mourns I Lord Byron. 1145. EVENING, Moral of. Behold the sun,...

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...dear, Are gathered round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring'st the child, too, totheuiother's breast. H ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns. EVENING IN PARADISE. Now came still evening on, and...

...dear, Are gather'd round us by thy look of rest ; Thou briug'st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! " When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever...

...5404 Thomson: Seasoiu. Summer. Lin<; 1427 TWILIGHT — see Evening, Morning, Night, Sunrise, Sunset Soft hour! which wakes the wish and melts the heart...day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! 5405 Byron: Don Juan. Onto ill. St. 108. The moon is...