...in one of his poems describes the delicious climate of Syria and Palestine, with their productions, SYRIA. Now, upon Syria's land of roses Softly the...in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet. To one, who looked from upper air -O'er all the enchanted regions there, How beauteous must have been...

...proposed further digression UPON LEBANON AND ITS TRIBES. Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, Whiten'd with eternal sleet ; While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping, rosy, at its feet. It would afford us no small interest, did it come within our province to trace, even in outline,...

...in !" Now, upon SYRIA'S land of roses Softly the light of Ere reposes, And, like a glory, the hroad sun Hangs over sainted LEBANON ; Whose head in wintry...in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet To one, who lookM from upper air O'er all th' enchanted regions there, How beauteous must have been...

...religious." CHAP. IV. MOUNT LEBANON AND ITS TRIBES. " Its head in wintry grandeur towers, Whiten'd with eternal sleet ; While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at its feet." — MOORE. " Mount Lebanon," saith the Arab bard, " has Summer at its breast, Autumn sleeping...

...its mass into other valleys yet lower. It is not a frozen * Mr. Moore sings of Eastern Alps, — ' Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens...summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at their feet.' There is, however, no tleet upon the cxlremest heights of any Alpine mountains, where...

...down its mass into other valleys yet lower. It is not a frozen * Mr. Moore sings of Eastern Alps,— ' Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens...summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at their feet.' There is, however, no fleet upon the ex(remes! heights of any Alpine mountains, where...

...this sigh the boon must be " That opes the Gates of Heav'n for thee." Now, upon SYRIA'S land of roses2 Softly the light of Eve reposes, And, like a glory, the broad sun Hangs over sainted LEBANON ; pile, tings a melodious air of dînèrent harmonie« through his fifty organ pipes, flaps his wings...

...most dear to Heaven ! ' Go, seek it and redeem thy sin ; — " Tis sweet to let the pardon'd in !" Now, upon SYRIA'S land of roses Softly the light of EVE reposes, And, like a glory, the hroad sun Hangs, over sainted LEBANON ; Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens with eternal...

...in e^rth ? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light ? Extract from "Paradise and the Peri." MOORE. Now, upon Syria's land of roses, Softly the light...in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet. To one, who looked from upper air O'er all th' enchanted regions there, How beauteous must have been...

....' ' Go, seek it and redeem thy sin ;— " Tis sweet to let the pardon'd in !• Now, upon STRIA'S land of roses Softly the light of EVE reposes, And,...in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet. To one, who look'd from upper air O'er all th" enchanted regions there, How beauteous must have been...