...than he ; Her flesh makes the still air cold. The naked Hulk alongside came And the Twain were playing dice ; " The Game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistled thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled thro' his bones ; Thro' the holes of...

...he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. 168 The naked Hulk alongside came And the Twain were playing dice ; " The Game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistled thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled thro' his bones ; Thro' the holes of...

...than he ; Her flesh made the still air cold. The naked Hulk alongside came And the Twain were playing dice ; " The Game is done '• I've won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistled thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled thro' his bones ; Thro' the hole of his...

...' Her flesh makes the still air cold.. ' The naked hulk alongside came ' And the twain were playing dice; " 'The game is done! I've won, I've won!" ' Quoth she, and whistled thrice. ' A gust of wind sterte up behind ' And whistled thro' his -bones; ' Thro' the holes...

...verses ore, we think, quite new. The second of them is, perhaps, the most exquisite in the whole poem. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were...; " The game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth (he, and whistles thrice. The iVtm'i rim dipt ; Ote tiara ruth out : jit one ilride coma the dark ;...

...verses are, we think, quite new. The second of them is, perhaps, the most exquisite in the whole poem. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were...won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Surfs rim dips ,< the stars rush out : At one stride comes the dark ; With far -heard whisper, o'er...

...free, Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-Mair LIFE-IN-UEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked...won ! I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. A gust of wind sterte up behind And whistled through his bones ; Through the holes of his eyes and...

...altitude, presents but a hazy white. Evening recompenses for this, no doubt, were it not so brief; " The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark," and you have scarce opened your lattice to enjoy it, ere 'tis gone. The extensive view of Rome that...

...altitude, presents but a hazy white. Evening recompenses for this, no doubt, were it not so brief; " The sun's rim dips ; the stars rush out, At one stride comes the dark," and you have scarce opened your lattice to enjoy it, ere 'tis gone. The extensive view of Rome that...

...POPE. НЕП lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold, Her skin was as white as leprosy ; The night-mare, life-in-death, was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. Ancient Mariner— COLEHIDGE. HUSH, there is some one on the stir ! , 'Tie Benjamin the waggoner ;...