To glide with thee, O soul, o'er all, in all, às a ship o'er the waters; Gathering these hints, the preludes, the blue sky, the grass, the The lilac-scent, the bushes with dark green heart-shaped leaves, To grace the bush I love-to sing with the birds, A warble for joy of lilac-time. PORTIA'S SPEECH ON MERCY. The quality of mercy is not strain'd, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's NOCTURNE. BY THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH. The curtain's folds between. She smiles on her white-rose lover, And helps him in at the window I see it where I stand! To her scarlet lip she holds him, And kisses him many a time- THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS. BY BRET HARTE. I reside at Table Mountain and my name is Truthful James; I am not up to small deceit or any sinful games; And I'll tell in simple language what I know about the row That broke up our society upon the Stanislow. But first I would remark that it is not a proper plan For any scientific gent to whale his fellow man, Now nothing could be finer or more beautiful to see Then Brown he read a paper, and he reconstructed there, Then Brown he smiled a bitter smile, and said he was at fault, Now I hold it is not decent for a scientific gent Then Abner Dean of Angel's raised a point of order, when-- For, in less time than I write it, every member did engage in. And this is all I have to say of these |