...her hand Traced on her tablet the wild thoughts which stole Like angel-strangers o'er her raptured soul ; For she was of the poet's golden land, Where...glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song. EGLB EVENING DESCRIBED, with moral Reflectioni, by Mr. John Malcolm. In wilds beneath the evening star,...

...present volume which must add to its writer's fame. We congratulate her on the production of pages " Where thought finds happiest voice, and glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song." MARTIAL IN LONDON. The Two Agitators, written at a Ball at Brambleburg. GREAT Daniel O'Connell is gone...

...her hand Trac'd on her tablet the wild thoughts which stole, Like angel-strangers, o'er her raptiir'd soul ; For she was of the poet's golden land, Where...glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song. , f V. O'er him she leant enamour'd, and her sigh Breath'd near and nearer to his silent mouth, .,...

...present volume which must add to its writer's fame. \Ve congratulate her on the production of pages " Where thought finds happiest voice, and glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song." MARTIAL IN LONDON. The Two Agitators, written at a Ball at Brambleburg. GREAT Daniel O'Cbnnell is gone...

...her hand Traced on her tablet the wild thoughts which stole, Like angel-strangers, o'er her raptured soul ; For she was of the poet's golden land, Where...silver rivers of sweet song. V. O'er him she leant enamoured, and her sigh Breathed near and nearer to his silent mouth, Rich with the hoarded odours...

...her hand Traced on her tablet the wild thoughts which stole, Like angel -strangers, o'er her raptured soul; For she was of the Poet's golden land, Where thought finds happiest voice, and glides along O'er him she leant enamour'd, and her sigh Breathed near and nearer to his silent mouth, Rich with...

...tablet the wild thought« which atole, Like angel-strangers, o'er her raptured soul ; For she wa» of the poet's golden land, Where thought finds happiest...glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song. O'er him she leant enamoured, and her sigh Breathed near and nearer to 1m silent mouth, Rich with the...

...to distinguish the lady's features, and he is no less struck with her beauty than she is with his. O'er him she leant enamour'd, and her sigh Breath'd...mouth, Rich with the hoarded odours of the south. Did her locks touch his cheek? or did he feel Her breath like music o'er his spirit steal? I know not...

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...angel-strivnirers, o'er her raptured soul ; For she was of the poet's golden land, Where thought flnds happiest voice, and glides along Into the silver rivers of sweet song. O'er him she leant enamoured, and her sigh Brenthed near and nearer to hit silent mouth, Rich with...