...and more deep the painful flash Daily became; yet all distress seem'd o'er, Save when the life blood gave a sudden rush, Then trembled into silence as before. At once too proud, too bumble to dcplorr, She bow'd her head in quietness; she knew Her blighted prospects could revive no...

...hopes laid in the tomb of Alphonzo, and acknowledge the author of the bitter dispensation. " She bowed her head in quietness: she knew Her blighted prospects...more: Yet was she calm, for she had heaven in view!" "There was perhaps,?' she would sometimes say, « only one, who, under the heavy rod of a Father, could...

...things to something exquisite;"—but now she bowed her heart in quietness—she knew " her brightest prospects could revive no more, yet was she calm, for she had Heaven in view." Oh ! Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceiv'd and wounded...

...could convert the sound of common things to something exquisite ;" — but now she bowed her heart in quietness — she knew " her blighted prospects...more, yet was she calm, for she had Heaven in view." Oh ! Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceiv'd and wounded...

...know prosperity or peace of mind again ? And as for that gentle victim of a broken troth, " Sho bowod her head in quietness; she knew Her blighted prospects could revive no more, Yet she was calm, for she had heaven in view — She " was composed to rest with many tears " — and her...

...things to something exquisite ;" but now she bowed her heart in quietness — she knew "her brightest prospects could revive no more, yet was she calm, for she had Heaven in view." Oh ! Thou who dry'st the mourner's tears How dark this world would be, If, when deceiv'd and wounded...

...which could convert the sound of common things to something exquisite;" but now she bowed her heart in quietness — she knew "her blighted prospects...more ; yet was she calm, for she had heaven in view." Be thence encouraged more, when tried, On the best Father to confide ; O ! my too blind but nobler...

...more deep the hectic flush Daily became — yet all distress seemed o'er, " Save when the life blood gave a sudden rush, Then trembled into silence as...before!" At once too proud, too humble, to deplore, She bowed her head in quietness : — she knew Her blighted prospects could revive no more ; Yet she was...

...before; At once too proud, too humble to deplore, She bowed her head in quietness:—she knew Her faded prospects could revive no more, Yet was she calm, for she had heaven in view. She loved and she forgave him—and in dying She asked a blessing on his future years; And so she went...

...and more deep the painful flush Daily became; yet all distress seemed o'er, Save when the life blood gave a sudden rush, Then trembled into silence as...deplore, She bow'd her head in quietness — she knew Her brightest prospects could revive no more ; Yet was she calm, for she had heaven in view. She loved,...