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Soft and sacred will we name thee, Whosoe'er the sire that claim thee Whether old Auster's dusky child, Or the loud son of Eurus wild; Or his who o'er the darkling deeps, From the bleak North, in tempest sweeps; Still shalt thou seem as dear to us As flowery-crowned Zephyrus, When, through twilight's starry dew, Trembling, he hastes his nymph to woo.
and in spite of my good friend Matthew Arnold's in terrorem, I should have liked to hear Macaulay read, "And Aulus the Dictator Stroked Auster's raven mane," and other good mouthable lines, from the "Lays of Ancient Rome." Not less should I like to hear Mr. Arnold himself read the passage beginning, "In his cool hall with haggard eyes The Roman noble lay." The next day Mrs.
and in spite of my good friend Matthew Arnold's in terrorem, I should have liked to hear Macaulay read, "And Aulus the Dictator Stroked Auster's raven mane," and other good mouthable lines, from the "Lays of Ancient Rome." Not less should I like to hear Mr. Arnold himself read the passage beginning, "In his cool hall with haggard eyes The Roman noble lay." The next day Mrs.
The village was about a mile off, and the doctor's house was the last in it. We went along gayly enough till we came to his gate. There was a short drive up to the house between tall evergreens. Blantyre alighted at the gate, and was going to open it for Lady Anne, but she said, "I will wait for you here, and you can hang Auster's rein on the gate." He looked at her doubtfully.
Auster's coming!" shouted Tom, as came rattling down the long, steep street outside the park. They stepped aside, and he whizzed by, arms and legs going like mad, with the general appearance of a runaway engine. It would have been a triumphant descent, if a big dog had not bounced suddenly through one of the openings, and sent the whole concern helter-skelter into the gutter.
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