...west. We might express the melancholy situation of this country in the language of thfc poet — " Now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grais grown footway tread. But all the blooming flush of life is fled." By the application of lime...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron, forc'd in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread,...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And lill'd pring ; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread,...

...These all in sweet confusion sought the Bhade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. Bat now the sounds of population fail; No cheerful murmurs...gale, No busy steps the grass-grown foot-way tread, * For all the blooming flush of life is fled : All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends...

...the loud laugh, that spoke the vacant mind. These all in soft confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause, the nightingale had made. But now the sounds of population fail ; No cheerful murmurs flutter in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the bloomy flush of life...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy pring ; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread,...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the blooming flush of life is fled : All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the...

...cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the blooming flush of life is fled : All but yon widow'd, solitary...thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron, forc'd in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread,...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluetuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the blooming flush of life...