...the many long years wasted, but she trusted in her Saviour as all-powerful to save. CHAPTER X. " Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers,...they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses." — Longfellow. j|WO years had passed, and the children were still at Laburnum Villa, when Mr. Spencer...

...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair Came on the shining levels of the lake. Iwrry that grows ол the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown...

...that is irresistibly charming. '; We quote the poet's description of his heroine : EVANGELINE. FAIR was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers....breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. \A~hen in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah! fair...

...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown ns the oak-leaves. Fair dy 8AL @L mJ ! 550 DESCRIPTIVE POEMS. Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows, When...

...as brown as the oak-leaves. Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were hor eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside,...Black, yet how softly they gleamed, beneath the brown Sweet was her breath as the breath of kino that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest heat she bore...

...with snow-flakes ; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak -leaves. Fair TS?mJ 1 оь the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses...

...lived in abundance." The poet then describes " the gentle Evangeline, the pride of the village." " Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers,...yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade cf her tresses ! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows. When in the harvest...

...leaves!, etc. * * * * When she had passed it seemed — Oike the ceasing of exquisite music! * * * * Sweet was her breath — [as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows! * * * * Stabvorth and stately in form was the man of seventy winters ; Hearty and hale was he, [an...

...White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oakleaves. Fair was she to behold, 8 that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes...that grows on the thorn by the wayside — Black, 4 yet how softly they gleamed 6 beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath as the...

...upon the grass. 5. The broad circumference (of the shield) hung on his shoulders like the moon. 6. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside. B. Compare the following pairs of objects respectively, show ing their points of resemblance: 1. Food...