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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

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MOONLIGHT.

Only the loving and beloved

Should be awake at this sweet hour.-T. MOORE.
TWILIGHT

How calm a silence steals upon the earth
A reverent kush of Nature's sounds, as though
God, walking in vast solitudes of thought,

Went by.-CRADDOCK Newtun.
MOONSHINE.

She lifts her lamp up in the sky serene,
That both might gaze upon one heavenly spot,
And love alone might live and breathe betwveen.

Sir James BLACKWOOD.
DEER IN FOREST GLADE

Where the deer rustle through the tzvining brake.-THOMSON.

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BY THOMAS KENNEDY.
BRIDAL BOUQUET

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On thousand stoms is found the love-inscription graten.-RUCKERT.

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WHEAT AND POPPY.
Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss.

ROBERT GREENE.

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GROUP OF BRIDAL FLOWERS

The flowers all tell to thee a sacred, mystic story.-RUCKERT.

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MYRTLE.

The secret sympathy, the silver link, the silken tie.-SIR W Scott.
PASSION FLOWER
I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.

SHAKESPEARE.

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HAWTHORN

166

Hope is a lover's staff.-SHAKESPEARE.

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LILY OF THE VALLEY

Around her shone
The nameless charms unmark'd by her alone.- BYRON.
ORANGE BLOSSOM
Thou dost enter love-crowned, and thou sittest love glorified.

DINAH MULOCH.

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IVY

282

The delicate-tendrill'd plant must have something to cling to.

GEORGE Eliot.

CLEMATIS

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you would have the nuptial union last,
Let Virtue be the bond that ties it fast.- Rowe.

The whole of the above engraved under the superintendence

of J. D. COOPER.

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BY THE WICKET-GATE. I ROSE up, and, following her dark eyes, Felt earth as air beneath me, till I reach'd The wicket-gate, and found her standing

there. There sat we down upon a garden-mound, Two mutually enfolded ; Love, the third, Between us, in the circle of his arms Enwound us both ; and over many a range Of waning lime the grey cathedral towers, Across a hazy glimmer of the mist, Reveals the shining windows: from them

clash'd The bells : we listen’d: with the time we

play'd : We spoke of other things; we coursed about The subject most at heart, more near and

Requiring at her hand the greatest gift,
A woman's heart, the heart of her I loved ;
And in that time and place she answer'd

me,
And in the compass of three little words,
More musical than ever came in one,
The silver fragments of a broken voice,
Made me most happy, faltering “I am thine."

Tennyson.

THE LOVERS' MEETING.

In the glinting of the gloaming,

With its streaks of golden red, With its gathering purple curtains,

With the evening star o'erhead ;

near.

Then, in that time and place, I spoke to her,
Requiring, tho' I knew it was mine own,
Yet for the pleasure that I took to hear,

Like a silver gem instudded

On a bank of velvet black, Showing in the amber setting,

Of the dying daylight's track,

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