...display of the Grand Ducal gardens — but, after all, " there is a power " And magic in the ruined battlement, " For which the palace of the present...yield its pomp, and wait 'till ages are its dower !" The city of Heidelberg is altogether a fine old place, and we were well entertained at the " King...

...feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic In the ruined battlement. For which the palace of the present hour...yield Its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower. Byron's Childe Harold. The church of St. John Lateran is said, by some, to have been the original church...

...feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruin'd hallow'd ground, Recording Freedom's smile and Asia's...the violated mound, [around. The dust thy courser' beautifler of the dead, Adorner of the ruin, comforter And only healer when the heart hath bled —...

...feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour...yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower." Childe Harold, Canto IV. But it is time we should speak of the spiritual as well as temporal grandeur...

...feeling, and where he hath lent His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour...yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower." THERE was not, perhaps, in the brief but troubled life of Lord Byron, a period in which his mind rose...

...a stone to mark the spot, rest all rl,.,r remains of the once g,fted Mrs. Buston. Time wore on,— "Time, the beautifier of the dead — Adorner of the ruin, comforter. And only healer when the heart han bled; Time' the corrector where our judgments err, The test of truth, love — sole philosopher."...

...and wond'rous monument, And shadows forth its glory. * * * * There is a power And magic in the ruin'd battlement For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages be its dower. 5 A gallant sight she was: her tall masts pointing, in graceful lines, against the sky,...

...feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, hut hroke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour...yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower. And here the buzz of eager nations ran, In murmured pity, or loud-roared applause, As man was slaughtered...

...love-tales of Europe and the feats of chivalry — for still " There is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages arc its dower." Proceeding through the council-hall, we pass to the palace of the grand master, a building...

...period, in the eyes of many genera lions! But " O Time ! the beautifier of the dead ! Adorner or Ihe ruin ! — comforter, And only healer, when the heart hath bled! Time, the corrector where our judgment* err." In the progress of the treaty, the Pequot ambassadors said, that if the two men then...