...language going that Mr. Mortimer can't lay his tongue to ! " CHAPTER XI. WANTED A DESERT ISLAND. " We, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air ; When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare.*' LOWELL. | AURA and Mrs. Melcombe went...

...language going that Mr. Mortimer can't lay his tongue to ! " CHAPTER XI. — WANTED A DESERT ISLAND. " Wf, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air ; When all our £Ood seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare." LOЛУELL. LAURA and Mrs. Melcombe went...

...the Right ! — For centuries dead, ye are not lost, Your graves send courage forth, and might. TO . WE, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without...

...the Right ! — For centuries dead, ye are not lost, Your graves send courage forth, and might. TO . WE, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without...

...the Kight ! — For centuries dead, ye nre not lost, Your graves send courage forth, and might. TO . WE, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without...

...their garment-hem, For fear of defilement, " Lo here," said he, " The images ye have made of me 1" WE too have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without...

...right, he will help me." CHAPTER XXIV. THE REALITIES OF LIFE. We too have autumns when our leaves Fall loosely through the dampened air, When all our goods...And we stand reaped and bare. JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. rpHEOUGH the flat green country once more, *- rushing along past hedges now dusty from the summer,...

...the Eight I—- For centuries dead, ye are not lost, Your graves send courage forth, and might. TO WE, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without...

...harvest days An Indian Summer comes at last ! MRS. ADT WHITNEY. 464 OUR POETICAL FAVORITES. Our Autumns. WE, too, have autumns when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. Our seasons have no fixed return, Without...

...fell upon our hearts as we looked, and remained with us for the rest of the evening. CHAPTER XXX. " We, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, "When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare. " JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. I WAS right in supposing...