...alone, Alone on a wide, wide eea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony. I closed my lips, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat...The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reck did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed ttway. Coleridge's Magic Rime...

...heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush'd, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...load on my weary eye And the dead were at my feet. let the c«ne M- The cold sweat melted from their elk far bim In the mo. Nor rot nor reek did they...

...heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gushed, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart wist ! And still it nearcd and neared: As if it dodged...b&kcd, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter limbe, Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's...

...Heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they lookt on me Had never past away. An orphan's curse would drag to Hell A spirit from on high; But 0!...

...heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...Nor rot nor reek did they : The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high . But...

...Christ would take no pity on My soul in agony. * # # * I clos'd my lids, and kept them close. Till the 'balls like pulses beat ; For the sky and the...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet We now resume the narrative of Paulinas. At length our dear Lord, ever kind and compassionate, not...

...heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gush't, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...Nor rot nor reek did they ; The look with which they looked on me * Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high ;...

...heaven, and tried to pray; But, or ever a prayer had gushed, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...Nor rot nor reek did they; The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But...

...dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat, For the sky aud the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on...with which they look'd on me Had never pass'd away. An orphan's curse would drag to hull A spirit from on high, But oh ! more horrible than that Is the...

...heaven and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close,...load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. B.uthe ^ The cold sweat melted from their limbs, r.>r him in Nor rot nor reek did they ; jj. 5"« The...