...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. хш Lascivae dixi violae 'fur dulcis, odorem unde nisi ex dominae surripis ore meae? haec tibi sublucens...

...Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, 70 And griissy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore...to the ground. Thou seest all things, thou wilt see ray grave ; Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn, I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And...

...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...empty courts And thee returning on thy silver wheels. An antistrophe of one of Euripides' dramas, "The Troades," contains this beautiful allusion to Aurora...

...wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about tile homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And...empty courts, And thee returning on thy silver wheels. LOCKSLEY HALL. COMRADES, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early morn : Leave me here, and...

...wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds. when the steam Floats up from those dim fields ahout the homes Of happy men that have the power to die,...morn; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And tliee returning on thy iilvci wheels. LOCKSLEY HALL. COMRADES, leave me here a little, while as yet...

...cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the stream Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead." But to me now, as I recall the " moving accidents " of written story, perhaps that appears most touching...

...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...empty courts, And thee returning on thy silver wheels. \Cornhill Magazine, February 1860) CXLVII THE GRANDMOTHER'S APOLOGY AND Willy, my eldest born, is gone,...

...speech ends in lovely and hopeless bravery, asserting itself against an inalterably fixed destiny: Release me and restore me to the ground. Thou seest...empty courts, And thee returning on thy silver wheels. (72-76) But these final lines provoke a few final misgivings and questions. Can we really believe that...

...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, 70 And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground; Thou seest all...

...keeping silence as the slow strokes of the clock told the hour. IL CHAPTER XVI. "... when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die." Tithonius, TENNYSON. A COUNTRYMAN with stooping gait touched his cap and bid good-day to a young woman...