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In ancient times, e'er Israel knew the way Of kingly power, when judges bore the sway: A certain man of Bethlehem Juda fled, By reason of a famine that o'erspread The land, into the land of Moab, where He and his wife, and sons, sojourners were.
This menace had occurred to Captain Jonathan Wellsby who stood tense and rigid at the sailing-master's elbow, watching him from the tail of his eye. Relief o'erspread the skipper's worn features when he espied Jack Cockrell who stood as if waiting for orders. A nod, a meaning glance, and they understood each other. Striving to appear unconcerned, Jack moved toward the forward part of the ship.
Though thou art tempted by the linkman's call, Yet trust him not along the lonely wall; In the midway he'll quench the flaming brand, And share the booty with the pilfering band. Still keep the public streets where oily rays, Shot from the crystal lamp, o'erspread the ways."
He swooned, and giddy mists o'erspread his eyes, But soon revived as on his forehead blew While yet he gasped for breath the cooling breeze. Heat is a remedy for cold, as in the case of storm-tossed Odysseus, who bends down in the thicket, where there is a protection against winds and rains, and he covers himself with the wood about him.
As he spoke he unwrapped somewhat awkwardly, for he had only his left hand a full blown rose and two buds from its cover of tissue paper. Marietta's eyes sank and a flush of shame o'erspread her features as she took the flowers, without speaking, and pinned them on her breast; then she reached out her hand, as if begging for forgiveness; it was grasped at once.
The grave is Heaven's gate, they say; And when dear Annie passed away, A saintly whiteness O'erspread the beauty of her face, And filled it with the tender grace Of angel brightness. The grave is Heaven's gate, they say; And when dear Annie passed away, An angel splendid Cast his large glories to the ground, While waves of throbbing music-sound In sweetness blended.
The sceptre shall from Judah never start, Nor a lawgiver from his feet depart; Until the blessed Shiloh come, to whom The scatter'd people shall from all parts come: Binding his foal unto the choicest vine, He wash'd his garments, all of them in wine: His eyes shall with the blood of th' grapes look red, And milky whiteness shall his teeth o'erspread. Lo!
And now, for woods, and fields, and springing flowers, Behold a town arise, bulwarked with walls and lofty towers; Two rival armies all the plain o'erspread, Each in battalia ranged, and shining arms arrayed With eagle eyes beholding both from far, Namur, the price and mistress of the war." The "Birth of the Muse" is a miserable fiction. One good line it has which was borrowed from Dryden.
Happy old man! then still thy farms restored, Enough for thee, shall bless thy frugal board. What tho' rough stones the naked soil o'erspread, Or marshy bulrush rear its wat'ry head, No foreign food thy teeming ewes shall fear, No touch contagious spread its influence here.
"One word more, uncle. You must promise me to trouble the worthy Mrs. Lonner no longer. She will never submit to your desires." As he thus spoke, an ashy paleness o'erspread Mr. Fabian's countenance, and with a shudder he glanced fearfully around the room. "O, the walls have no ears," said Gottlieb; "but uncle you will promise me this, will you not." "Most assuredly," replied his uncle.
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