ELLEN NEYI7.LE. 161 
ELLEN NEVILLE 
I AM TOUR CAPTIVE, AND HOPE TO POSSESS SUCH 
LASTING BEAUTY. 
35 lit fa l C m S. 
PEACH-BLOSSOM— love’s captive. SNOWDROP— hope. 
STOCK— LASTING BEAUTY. 
“ Why did she love him 1 she would answer still, 
1 Is human love the growth of human will ?’ 
To her he might be gentleness; the stern 
Have deeper thoughts than your dull eyes discern; 
And when they love, your smilers guess not how 
Beats the strong heart, though less the lips avow.” 
Byron’s Lara. 
It was toward the close of the civil wars, when 
the storm which had long shaken England was some¬ 
what assuaged, and the cavalry of Cromwell had all 
but trampled under foot the last remains of the royal 
army,—when wealthy estates were daily confiscated, 
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