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Article RECONCILED. ← Page 2 of 2 Article THE ADVENTURES OF DON PASQUALE. Page 1 of 5 →
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Cold you have been , like tho river ; I as proud As yonder grand , majestic , Purple cloud . But 1 love you , 0 my clearest ! Ancl the pain—Oh ! I could not bear the parting , Ne ' er again .
Once again I ask you , Amy , To be mine ; Once remind you of the past Sweet summer-time ; Of our happy walks together 'Neath the trees , Past the castle on the cliffs , In the breeze .
Shall I always ask my dearest?—Never have!—Till the clays are past ancl over , And the grave AVill be all that now remaineth For the brave ?
Nay , tiiat Itiss is all the answer That I crave I EMRA HOLMES .
The Adventures Of Don Pasquale.
THE ADVENTURES OF DON PASQUALE .
BY THE AUTHOR OF THE " OLD , OLD STORY . ' ' CHAPTER VIII . " 0 , love , 0 , beauteous love ! Thy home is made for all sweet things , A dwelling for thy own soft dove , And souls as spotless as her wings , " etc . "VV . M . PBAED .
I HOPE that my readers are duly edified with the above " elegant extract , " descriptive of Love . Love in the abstract , Mrs . Balasso says , is ' emotional sentiment . " Love in the concrete , Mr . Balasso avers , is " woman on the brain . " As I do not deem it necessary to pin my faith , or that of anybody else , on the " dicta , " however forcible , of those two intelligent individuals , I leave the definition and dissection ° 1 that serious , awful , mysterious , and wonderful actuality termed Love to my many
indul gent readers , old and young , male and female . No doubt , as the poet sings , the general opinion of mankind concurs with those hnes which declare that love is" The dearest theme of all , The oldest of the world ' s old stories .
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Reconciled.
Cold you have been , like tho river ; I as proud As yonder grand , majestic , Purple cloud . But 1 love you , 0 my clearest ! Ancl the pain—Oh ! I could not bear the parting , Ne ' er again .
Once again I ask you , Amy , To be mine ; Once remind you of the past Sweet summer-time ; Of our happy walks together 'Neath the trees , Past the castle on the cliffs , In the breeze .
Shall I always ask my dearest?—Never have!—Till the clays are past ancl over , And the grave AVill be all that now remaineth For the brave ?
Nay , tiiat Itiss is all the answer That I crave I EMRA HOLMES .
The Adventures Of Don Pasquale.
THE ADVENTURES OF DON PASQUALE .
BY THE AUTHOR OF THE " OLD , OLD STORY . ' ' CHAPTER VIII . " 0 , love , 0 , beauteous love ! Thy home is made for all sweet things , A dwelling for thy own soft dove , And souls as spotless as her wings , " etc . "VV . M . PBAED .
I HOPE that my readers are duly edified with the above " elegant extract , " descriptive of Love . Love in the abstract , Mrs . Balasso says , is ' emotional sentiment . " Love in the concrete , Mr . Balasso avers , is " woman on the brain . " As I do not deem it necessary to pin my faith , or that of anybody else , on the " dicta , " however forcible , of those two intelligent individuals , I leave the definition and dissection ° 1 that serious , awful , mysterious , and wonderful actuality termed Love to my many
indul gent readers , old and young , male and female . No doubt , as the poet sings , the general opinion of mankind concurs with those hnes which declare that love is" The dearest theme of all , The oldest of the world ' s old stories .