...loved." Passion seeks the gratification of self; Love sacrifices itself. What says Tennyson ? — ' Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the...with might ; Smote the chord of self, that trembling passed in music out of sight.' " " Cite proofs, and not the fictions of poetry, if you wish to convert...

...heart ; and the present and the past riot within him : — Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And herwhisper...

...Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands, Erery moment, lightly shaken, run itself in golden sands; Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all its chords •with might— Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music oat of sight!...

...cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up thte glass of Time, and turned it in his Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

...others, which throws a spell of enchant« ment over them.- In her the song of the poet is realized : " Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the...with might, Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." The celebrated WILLIAM WIRT, in a letter to his daughter, discourses...

...cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring. And her whisper...

...thou love me, cousin?" weeping, "I have loved thee [long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

...cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

...with a decoction of bitter herbs from the waste garden of her heart. With her it was sorrow that ' Took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords...with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that trembling passed in music out of sight.' Into the joys and hopes of others she threw her spirit ; for others...

...remainder of the evening — sitting cross legged, and balancing his foot up and down. CHAPTER VIII. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...with might, Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music Out of sight. TKNNYSON. THE party separated early. The evening had been spent unsociably...