...words. So too, " I saw from the beach," has one verse which is very happy in its expression : — " Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and...

...words. So too", " I saw from the beach," has one verso which is very happy in its expression : — " Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and...

...words. So too, " I saw from the beach," has one verse which is very happy in its expression : — " Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clounds and her trains are worth evening's best light." Now that, I repeat it, docs not seem very charmmg...

...the words. So too, " I saw from the beach " has one verse which is very happy in its expression : — Give me back, give me back, the wild freshness of...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and...

...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. " Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." It was a sad song for her to sing, and there was a passionate ring in her voice as she dwelt on the...

...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. O, who would not welcome that moment returning, When passion first waked a new life through his frame,...

...wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, AVhen passion first wak'da new life through his frame, And his soul, like the wood, that grows precious...

...fell, poured forth with a depth of passion impossible to describe, upon her ear— " Ne'er tell ine of glories serenely adorning The close of our day,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." It is the very same—there is no mistaking it—which, on that summer night at Oakden, had called...

...Kach wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from as, And leaves ns, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clonds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning,...

...if they might retain the dear-bought lessons of experience : 1 Oh, who would not welcome that moment returning "When passion first waked a new life through his frame, And hie soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out all its sweets to love's exquisite...