...changed; Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown from its eminence; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many...life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly No matter how coldly The rough...

...by misery and by guilt. When life can but perpetuate bitter memories, the wretched rush from it, " Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled, Any where, any where, Cut of the world." * And not alone the desolate and broken hearted. But those...

...changed — Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown from its eminence; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many...history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled — Any where, any where Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough...

...intellect seem to bo dead, but to us how unspeakably dear!) might perpetuate the name of Hood : "The Weak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Nor the hkiclt flowing river; Mad from life's history — Glnd to death's mystery . Swift to he hurled,...

...on the thick, damp vapours. But this that follows has, we think, more of London in its horror — " Where the lamps quiver, So far in the river, With...basement, She stood with amazement, Houseless by night 1 " The bleak winds of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing...

...awfully true words of Hood thrill me now, when I remember that moment — " The bleak winds of March Hade her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or...history, Glad to Death's mystery Swift to be hurled, Auywhere ! anywhere out of the world!" I got up from my seat, I walked slowly but unwaveringly towards...

...changed : Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown Irom its eminence ; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. " Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many...night. " The bleak wind of March Made her tremble nnd shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from fife's history, Glatl to death's...

...changed : Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown from its eminence ; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many...life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough...

...changed : Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown from its eminence ; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many...life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough...

...fall; now hurrying God knows whither — perhaps to her garrethome— perhaps, wanting that, to the River — '' Mad from life's history* Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Any where — any where Out of the world I " As the thought crossed my mind, I turned shuddering,...