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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), September 1860, Edition 1 of 1, Page 32, 32 ALGIERS-—FIRST IMPRESSIONS.

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    • IV.—BY A DEATH-BED. ,
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      ni are hts soon and , ciiased tlie enchanting away by tli aspect e bright skie tlie s , country the beautif ; by u tlie l moonli newness ght

      of g every , thing , and by the strange intoxicating effect of the exhilarating air , which seems to make all who breathe timeand it forget ive home themselve , country ,

      friendstroubles , and annoyances for a , g s up , to the -pure enjoyment of living . " The wild joys of living ! The leaping

      The From rending rock their up to boug rock hs — from the palm-trees , The cool silver shock

      Of The a plunge haunt in of the the pool bear ' s living water . And the sultriness showing , the lion

      Is couched in his lair . And the meat , the rich dates yellowed over And With the golddust locust ' s flesh divine steeped , in the pitcher .

      And The the full sleep draug in ht the of dried wine , river channel Where tall rushes tell

      The water was wont to go warbling , How So good softly is and man well 's life . heremere living !

      How fit to employ , The For heart ever , and in joy the . "— soul Browning , and the . senses ,-is

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      32 Algiers-—First Impressions.

      32 ALGIERS- —FIRST IMPRESSIONS .

      Iv.—By A Death-Bed. ,

      IV . —BY A DEATH-BED . ,

      Death Is Here : More Gently Tread; Wliis...

      Death is here : more gently tread ; Wliisper softly by the dead .

      ¦ ¦ ¦ X _< et thy tears Death drop is hol very y— slowly .

      ¦ Was she earthl rich in taint youth and and blemish honor free ? ? * From y

      Her spirit still is hovering near thee , Full of human sympathy .

      Sofbly breathe ; more gently tread ; Hush thy yearnings for the dead :

      Death is holy—Let thy tears fall very slowly .

      Was she sinful , travel-soiled With the dust of years and pains ?

      Judge her tenderly , for God

      Has now forgot her human stains .

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    • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Sept. 1, 1860, page 32, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01091860/page/32/