...Eternity in icy halls of cold sublimity, where forms and falls the avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! How has expectation darkened into anxiety — anxiety...sailed from her port, and was never heard of more. A measure of corn would hardly suffice me fine flour enough Tor a month's provisions, and this arises...

...up at the deserted fireside of home ! How often has the mistress, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news, to catch some casual intelligence...dread, and dread into despair ! Alas ! not one memento may ever return for love tocherish. All that may ever be known is, that she sailed from her port, "...

...offered up at the deserted fireside of home! How often has the mistress, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news, to catch some casual intelligence...dread, and dread into despair ! Alas ! not one memento may ever return for love to cherish. All that may ever be known is, that she sailed from her port,...

...up at the deserted fireside of home ! How often has the mistress, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news, to catch some casual intelligence...— and dread into despair ! Alas ! not one memento may ever return for love to cherish. All that may ever be known, is, that she sailed from her port,...

...authorities, above the LAWS, above his COUNTRY." Anti- Climax is the opposite of the climax. EXAMPLE — " How has expectation darkened into anxiety, anxiety into dread, and dread into despair." — Irving. Alliteration is the repetition of the same letter at the begin ning of two or more words...

...offered up at the deserted fireside of home! How often has the father, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news, to catch some ^casual intelligence...sailed from her port, "and was never heard of more." LXXXVI. — THE VOYAGE — CONCLUDED. light of a lamp, in the cabin, that made the gloom more "•"ghastly,...

...offered up at the deserted fireside of home! How often has the mistress, the wife, the mother, pouuLover the daily news, to catch some casual intelligence...dread, and dread into despair ! Alas! not one memento may ever return for love to cherish. All that may ever be known is, that she sailed from her port,...

...precious in a noble cause ? 349. How has expectation darkened into anxiety— anxiety into dread—and dread into despair ! Alas! not one memento shall ever return for love to cherish. All that shall ever bo known is, that she sailed from her port, and was never heard of more. 350. A measure of corn would...

...up at the deserted fireside of home ! How often has the mistress, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news, to catch some casual intelligence...dread, and dread into despair ! Alas ! not one memento may ever return for love to cherish ! All that may ever be known is, that she sailed from her port,...

...mistress, the wife, the mother, pored over the daily news to catch some casual intelligence of these rovers of the deep ! How has expectation darkened into anxiety...— anxiety into dread — and dread into despair."* " Oh ! star-eyed Scienee, hast thou wandered there, To waft us homo the message of despair ? " —...