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TT7HY dost 

 ** Why do 



thou come to me, sorrow .- 

 t thou darken my soul? 

 dost thou point to a morrow 



QH! w. 

 ^ The 



Engraven on destiny's scroll? 



veary years, ye have crushed my hopes, 

 altar fire burns dim and low ; 

 In sorrow's night my s] 

 Her smiting sh.adow 



ropes. 



-O. G. Hugha,, 



-EMI, MiiUolm. 



AFTER singing, silence; after roses, thorns; 

 -^ All the blackest midnights built o'er golden morns 

 After flowering, fading; bitter after sweet; 

 Yello^v. withered stubble, after waving wheat. 



I N my bosom sorrow reignetli, 



.Soul and sense are sick with care 

 Bitterly my heart complaineth. 



At the load it needs to be:ii 



T 



\RLING sor 



The man that 



h.alh 

 .■ks at 



O tlicre are, amid earth's pleasures, 

 Hours of bitter gloom and grief; 



When her dearest worldly treasures 

 Bring us, so 



ss power to bite 





UlavaMum llistlJl'l)Um. Natlr.M- Oroek: Conif era: — Pine Family. 



^WE scepter of Jupiter is said to have been made from the 

 wood of this tree, being symbolical of the eternity of his 

 empire, as the wood is almost imperishable. It is one of the 

 largest trees of the tbrest, having light green, open foliage, 

 resembling the yew. There are large swamps of it in the 

 .'^IPtC Southern States. The timber is light and durable. It is 

 •ud that the Athenian heroes and mummies of Egypt were deposited 

 1 cotRns made of it, and the Romans and all succeeding nations 

 i,i\e associated it with mourning and grave3'ards. Shakespeare and 

 mumerable other poets have immortalized its emblematic meaning. 



