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"The pillar'd porch, elaborately embossed; The low, wide windows with their mullions old; The cornice richly fretted of grey stone; And that smooth slope from which the dwelling rose By beds and banks Arcadian of gay flowers, And flowering shrubs, protected and adorned." Grey stones and heaped-up earth shall mark me to future times.

How often have we gleaned from those beauteous objects around, but aliment to our morbid griefs; and turning towards the gurgling fountain of Ammonati, and gazing on its trickling waters, have vainly tried to arrest our trickling tears! Argua. "There is a tomb in Arqua: rear'd in air, Pillar'd in their sarcophagus, repose The bones of Laura's lover." "I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs."

"flush'd Ganymede, his rosy thigh Half-buried in the Eagle's down, Sole as a flying star shot thro' the sky Above the pillar'd town" you felt the wonder of the picture. Applied in a vastly different way, put to vastly different uses, the visual gift of Steevens belonged to the same order of things. Consider this passage from his Soudan book: There I leave him.

Master- pieces of the former mode of poetic painting abound in the writings of Milton, for example: "The fig-tree; not that kind for fruit renown'd, "But such as at this day, to Indians known, "In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms "Branching so broad and long, that in the ground "The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow "About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade "High over-arch'd and ECHOING WALKS BETWEEN; "There oft the Indian herdsman, shunning heat, "Shelters in cool, and tends his pasturing herds "At hoop-holes cut through thickest shade."

"In the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother-tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarched, and echoing walks between!" Returning to the ship, we found it lighted up, and the Theatre about to open. The scenery has been much improved, since the last performance, and the actors are more perfect in their parts.

Has the main prop, which supported the mighty fabric, been shaken and given way under the strong grasp of some Samson; or has it not rather been undermined by rats and vermin? At one time, it almost seemed, that "if this failed, "The pillar'd firmament was rottenness, And earth's base built of stubble:" now scarce a shadow of it remains, it is crumbled to dust, nor is it even talked of!

Besides, we find it true in fact, since the earth is constantly teeming with life, as if in obedience to some great primal law impressed upon matter by an infinitely superior intelligence to our own. "If this faith fail, The pillar'd firmament is rottenness, And earth's base built on stubble." What Is Life? Its Various Theories.