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...on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall 18 * A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter...basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved? Blow high, blow low, not...

...on Логл, ím).atient down the stanchion-rows The cattle shake their walnut howl. JWore the (ire, the mug of cider simmered slow, The apples sputtered in a row." Speaking of the vanishing away of his family, in which alas! ve can too readily sympathize with him,...

...draught The great throat of the chimney laughed. 3. The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the...basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. 4. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low,...

...draught The great throat of the chimney laughed, 3. The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the...basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. 4. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low,...

...draught The great throat of the chimney laughed, The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the...basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved ? What matter how the north-wind raved ? Blow high, blow low, not...

...fall ; • And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons straggling feet The mug of elder simmered slow, The apples sputtered in a row, And,...basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood. What matter how the night behaved! What matter how the north-wind raved ! Blow high, blow low, not...

...laughed. 4- The house-dftg on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head ; The cat's dark shadow on the wall A couchant ' tiger's seemed to fall ;...for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons' straddled feet, The mug of cider simmered slow, The apples sputtered in a row, And, close at hand,...

...whitewashed wall and sagging beam," the rude-furnished room thus glorified and transformed, while even "The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall," — all this is an interior painted by our Merrimack Teniers. His hand grows free in artless delineations...

...draught The great throat of the chimney laughed, The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire And, swelling to embrace the light, Spreads around...me trees unnumbered rise, Beautiful in various dyes JOHN CRBENLEAF WHITTIM A DROP OF DEW. SEE how the orient dew, Shed from the bosom of the morn Into...