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...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,...Morn ! — .When the light blossoms, rudely torn And scattered at the whirlwind's will, Hang floating in the pure air still, Filling it all with precious...

...claim, Except an erring Sister's shame ! LINES DESCRIPTIVE OF A CALM SUCCEEDING A STORM. T. MOORE. How calm, how beautiful, comes on The stilly hour,...again were born, Again upon the lap of morn : When the gay blossoms, rudely torn, And scattered at the whirlwind's will, Hang floating on the pure air still,...

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...blonde-gauze " bunnet-curlings !" The shower was too violent to last, and when it had subsided, and all was " Fresh as if Day again were born, Again upon the lap of Morn," I fortunately recollected an excellent reason for a long drive, (" man is his own Fate,") which would...

...blonde-gauze " bunnet,curtings !" The shower was too violent to last, and when it had subsided, and all was " Fresh as if Day again were born, Again upon the lap of Mom," I fortunately recollected an excellent reason for a long drive, (" man is his own Fate,") which...

...slowly restored. The following passage appears to us extremely beautiful and characteristic : — " How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...again were born, Again upon the lap of Morn ! When, 'stead of one unchanging breeze, There blow a thousand gentle airs, And each a different perfume bears...

...to be making atonement for her late outbreak, and the uproar of the elements which she had caused. How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour,...leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity ! Lalla Rookh. Pearson and myself, leaving the waggons, rode to the mountain range, which we had before...