...and flowing beside them — Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs ore at rest and for ever ; Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer...toiling hands, where theirs have ceased from their labours; Thousands of weary foot, where theirs hare completed their journey." Notwithstanding these...

...of the following extract; and even the English reader will have no difficulty in marking the feet: Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside...weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey. It reminds us of what may have been its model, the well known, Hos ego versiculos feci ; tulit alter...

...churchyard in the heart of the city, the wearied lovers are sleeping side by side, unknown and unnoticed. " Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside...weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey !" Thus ends this beautiful and touching tale. We have drawn only a feeble outline of its more important...

...churchyard in the heart of the city, the wearied lovers are sleeping side by side, unknown and unnoticed. " Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside...weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey !" Thus ends this beautiful and touching tale. We have drawn only a feeble outline of its more important...

...walls of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside...Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed the journey." — pp. 161,162. ' We would only remind the author that the chestnut-tree does not grow...

...; and even the English reader will have no difficulty in marking the feet: Daily the tides of lifo go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing...Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed their journev. It reminds us of what may have been its model, the well known, Hos ego versiculos feei ; tulit...

...walls of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside...toiling hands, where theirs have ceased from their labor*, Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed the journey." — pp. 161, 162. We would...

...the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer...weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey ! Still stands the forest primeval ; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with...

...ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest and for ever, Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer...toiling hands, where theirs have ceased from their labours, Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey! Still stands the forest...

...the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are Thousands of aching brains. where theirs no longer are busy. Thousands of totfing hands, where theirs have ceased from their labors, Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have...