...of the latest that Byron ever wrote, and to which we link the associations of his own death: — " Between two worlds life hovers like a star, — 'Twixt night and morn upon the horizon's verge; How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and tide...

...marriage should have quiet, And being consumptive, live on a milk diet." This is pretty enough :— " Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge ; How little do we know that which we are ' How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and...

...capable of, while it increases our regret that such a mind should ever have sunk below its proper level : Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge : How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and...

...heeded their clamorous and importunate questions, but galloped to the town. CHAPTER II. FAMILY SECRETS. Between two worlds life hovers like a star 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge ; How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and...

...heart as tender to her mate; Her mate—stern Hassan, who was he ? Alas ! that name was not for. thee ! Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge: How little do we know that which we are! How less what we may be! The eternal surge Of time and tide...

...but brings Shadows ; — but you must be in my condition Before you learn to call this superstition. Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge : How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and...

...but brings Shadows ; — but you mast be in my condition Before you learn to call this superstition. Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and tide...

...must be in my condition Before you learn to call this superstition CAKTO XV. DON JUAN. ST. 1—10. at gui horizon'*) verge : How little do we know that which we arc! How leas what we may be ! The eternal surge...

...stroke on that rock And she floats again never, But sioks 'oeath the wave, For aye and for tver. LIFE. Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon'l verjí, How little do we know that which we are! How leas what we may he! the eternal surea...

...Shadows ; — but yon must be in my condition Before you learn to call thie superstition D О > J t í A Between two worlds life hovers like a star, Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon'« verge : How little do we know that which we are! How lees what we may be ! The eternal surge...