...of the fever, Ai if life, IBte the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That tbe Angel ot death might see the sign, and pass over. Motionless, senseless, dying he lay, and bis spirit exhausted ^ • ::.td to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darknes*, I'.iikuess...

...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled the portals, That the angel of death might see the sign and pass over.' " This (pursues the Review), if it can be called an illustration at all, is an illustration by contraries;...

...of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel oi death might see the sign, and pass over. Motionless,...and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multipliedrcvcrberations, Heard he that cry of pain, and through the hush that succeeded Whispered...

...faces of those who are dying). Motionless, senseless, dying he lay, and his spirit, exhausted, Seem'd to be sinking down through infinite depths in the...that cry of pain, and through the hush that succeeded Whisper'da gentle voice, in accents tender and saint-like : " Gabriel ! O my beloved !" — and died...

...still burned the flush of the fever, 315 As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...Motionless, senseless, dying, he lay, and his spirit exhansted Seemed to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darkness. Darkness of slumber and...

...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled the portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over. In the second place : It has been said that " the human voice is capable of imitating, to a considerable...

...still hurned the lln.-h of the fever. As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood luul besprinkled its portals. That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...spirit exhausted Seemed to be sinking down through inKnite depths in the darkness. Darkness of slumber and death, for ever sinking and sinking. Then through...

...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over." EVANQELINE. EARLY the next afternoon, Mr. Weston paid a professional visit at the White Hart, and was...

...and red on his lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass...depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard...

...As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, TEat the Angel of Death mi^ht see the sign, and pass over. Motionless, senseless,...depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard...