...harmonious thefe two laft expreffions !) " I would fet up my tabernacle here. I am content to ftand ftill at the age to which I am arrived ; I and my friends : to be no younger, no richer, no handfomer. .... A new ftate of being ftaggers me. Sun and fty and breeze, and folitary walks and fummer...

...discern that there are the elements of change in all. " I am content to stand still," says Elia, " at the age to which I am arrived, — I and my friends...want to be weaned by age, or drop like mellow fruit into the grave." There are indeed moods of mind in which all thoughtful men have possibly yielded to...

...harmonious these two last expressions !) " I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I and my friends : to be no younger, no richer, no handsomer. ... A new state of being staggers me. Sun and sky and breeze, and solitary walks and summer days, and...

...smoothly bears human life to eternity; and reluct at the inevitable course of destiny. I am in love witi this green earth; the face of town and country; the...to be weaned by age ; or drop, like mellow fruit, a« they any, into the grave.—Any alteration, on thia earth of mine, in diet or in lodging, puzzles...

...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I, and my friends...diet or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. My household-gods plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood They do not willingly...

...and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am, content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I, and my friends...diet or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. My household-gods plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. They do not willingly...

...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived; I, and my friends...richer, no handsomer. I do not want to be weaned by age ; nor drop, like mellow fruit as they say, into the grave." And what remedy ? " Another cup of wine,"...

...Charles Lamb talks in his hearty way of ' the sacred observance of any old Institution, ' and adds, ' My household gods plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood.' Elia is among my very dear friends in my library, and how could I embrace him, as I do in my heart,...

...streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I have arrived, I and my friends ; to be no younger, no richer, no handsomer." His love of idleness was that of an Epicurean. To have nothing to do was to him the highest felicity....

...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived — I, and my friends...fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. They dc not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and breeze,...