...me, my dear friend, to what this can be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the JEoh'an harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...immaterial and immortal nature —and a world of weal or wo beyond death and the grave." Few, it is to be hoped, can read such things as these without delight...

...me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...a world of weal or woe beyond death and the grave. RB [That this mood of feeling and reflection was not uncommon in the household of " The Burns " the...

...me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing. Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the ^Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...world of weal or woe beyond death and the grave." I must be forgiven for citing two or three lines only from one more beautiful passage of this Reviewer...

...an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Do these workings argue something within us above...world of weal or woe beyond death and the grave." Thus eloquently could Burns discourse upon his own emotions ; he was willing to accept, as proofs of...

...autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of soul, like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. ' Do these workings argue something within us above...immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal and woe beyond death and the grave.' • Audubon, in his Introduction to his fine work on Birds, says,...

...autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of soul, like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. ' Do these workings argue something within us above...immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal and woe beyond death and the grave.' ' Audubon, in his Introduction to his fine work on Birds, says,...

...tumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of soul, like the enthasiasm of devotion nr poetry. " Do these workings argue something within us above...own myself partial to such proofs of those awful and impof" tant realities; a God that made all things, man's immaterial and immortal nature, and a world...

...argue something within us abo%e the trodden clodï I own myself partial to such proofs of those awfal and important realities ; a God that made all things,...immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal and wo beyond death and the grave." t Audubon, in his Introduction to his fine work on Birds, says,...

...me, my dear friend, to what can this he owing ? Are we » piece of machinery, which, like the ^Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...accident? Or do these workings argue something within us ahove the trodden clod ? I own myself partial to such proofs of those awful and important realities...

...what can this be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Eolian harp, is passive, and takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or...clod ? I own myself partial to such proofs of those material and immortal realities ; a God, that makes all things, man's immaterial and immortal nature,...