...of the kind making a nearer approach to the definite distinctness of the sister-art of painting. " How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...rudely torn And scatter'd at the whirlwind's will, Hang flouting in tile pure air, still, Filling it all with precious balm, In gratitude for this sweet calm...

...swoon, a chill eclipse Of soul and sense its darkness spread ./• Around her, and she sunk, as dead ! How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity, — 7 " The brilliant Canopus, unseen in European climates.' — Brown. 8 V. Wilford's learned Essays...

...of the kind making a nearer approach to the definite distinctness of the sister-art of painting. " How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...are gone ! "When warring winds have died away, And cloud», beneath the glancing r»y, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity,...

...> Around her, and she sunk, as dead ! » ' :.• '. How calm, how beautiful comes on .5 ,' ;.. * ' The stilly hour, when storms are gone ; , • •...died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt oil", and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity, — 7 " The brilliant Canopus, unseen...

...moment of the seaman's life is finely illustrated by Mr. Moore, in that exquisite poem LALLA ROOKH : — How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour when...: When warring winds have died away,. And clouds, heneath the glancing ray. Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity. Kef....

...slowly restored. The following passage appears to us extremely beautiful and characteristic. ' I Tow calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when...are gone ; When warring winds have died away, And cloud*, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the laud and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity,...

...selten näher verwandt scyn können, wi* in dieser Schilderung. fIow calm , Jiow beautiful comes on IJie stilly hour, when storms are gone ; When warring winds...if day again were born, Again upon the lap of morn! lVhen the light blussoms , rudely tarn And scatter'd at the whirlwind's will, Hang ßoating in the...

...death-like swoon, a chill eclipse Of soul and sense its darkness spread Around her, and she sunk, as dead ! How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, * " The brilliant Canopus, unseen in European climates." — BKOWN. •(• See WILFORD'S learned Essays...

...swoon, a chill eclipse i Of soul and sense its darkness spread Around her, and she sunk, as dead ! How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, * " The brilliant Canopus, unseen in European climates." — BROWR. Melt off, and leave the land and...

...death-like swoon, n chill erlipse Of soul and sense its darkness spread Around her, aud she sunk, as dead I How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...tranquillity,— /. Fresh as if Day again were born, Affain upon the lap of Morn ! When the light blossoms, rudely torn And scatter'd at the whirlwind's...