...provided ceaseless rain and mud, added the touch of misery to these unhealthy environments. " Ye I who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memory dwell A thought . . ." 1 i " Childe Harold," IV. CLXXXVI. Remember, he bore the " strain " for...

...and gentle bearing will continue to live in the hearts of his friends. " Farewell ! a word that mast be and hath been A sound which makes us linger ; yet — farewell 1" REMARKS OF MR. FREDERIC TAYLOR. MR. PRKSIUENT : As one who knew Mr. KNOX, and loved him well, I...

...spirit dwelt is flattering, faint, and low. CLXXXVI. Farewell I a word that must be, and hath beenA mortal his own doom may guess ? Let none despond,...To-morrow the Borysthenee May see our coursers graze Л single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-sboon and scallopshell; Farewell! with him alone...

...me - and the glow 1665 Which in my spirit dwelt is fluttering, faint, and low. CLXXXVI Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been A sound which makes...scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell 1670 A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-shoon,...

...ocean on the horizon. "I must find a way to go back, Kate. Tis where I belong." Chapter 9 Farewell] a word that must be, and hath been— A sound which makes us linger,—yet—farewell] LORD BYRON CHILDE HAROLDS PILGRIMAGE: CANTO IV He'd wanted to kiss her. All...

...sleeps and life's poor play is over. Sinless, endless rest, that change which never changes. Farewell! A word that must be and hath been A sound which makes us linger— yet— farewell. The old King is dead.16 From an apprenticeship in Philadelphia and Baltimore under Burton in the 1840s...