...rule and die for nothing. When mere conquerors and man-slayers are forgotten, Boadicea will remain one of " The dead but sceptred sovereigns who still rule Our spirits from their urns." 1 The period in English history richest of all in martial feminine characters is that in which they...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old !— The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such anight! Tu strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest...

...tilltheplace Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such a night t "Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent wotship of the great of old I—- The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.—" (P. 68, 69.) We trust we have done justice to this little poem, which, as a drama, or as a whole, we...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — "Pis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest flight...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — • 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts...

..." 'Till the place Became Religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! The dead, but sceptred, Sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns." Afanfrcd. But to return to Pope. — The question no longer is, as Johnson tells us it once was, "...

...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time; But I have found our thoughts take...