OUR STORY PROGRESSES. "Here he dwelt in state and bounty, Lord of Burleigh fair and free; Not a lord in all the county, Is so great a lord as he."—TENNYSON. Kind old Rohallion was
OUR STORY PROGRESSES. "Here he dwelt in state and bounty, Lord of Burleigh fair and free; Not a lord in all the county, Is so great a lord as he."—TENNYSON. Kind old Rohallion was
THE LOST LETTER. "And when they talk of him, they shake their heads, And whisper one another in the ear: And he t…
COLCHESTER BARRACKS. "Hail, sweet recruiting service, pleasing toil, Ball-room campaigns, tea-parties, dice and H…
THE PRUSSIAN GRENADIER. "There was a criminal in a cart A-going to be hanged; Respite to him was granted, …
THE YOUNG VOLUNTEER. "When I was an infant, gossips would say I'd when older be a soldier; Rattles and t…
NEW FRIENDS. "Why unite to banish care? Let him come our joys to share; Doubly blest our cup shall flow When it s…
THE QUEEN ANNE'S HEAD. "Well, suppose life be a desert? There are halting-places and shades, and refreshing …
THE VAULT OF KILHENZIE. "Through gloomy paths unknown, Paths which untrodden be, From rock to rock I go A…
THE WAYFARER. "On, on! through the wind and rain, With the blinding tears and burning vein! When the toil is o�…
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