...our hand, 4. E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. 5. None but himself can be his parallel. 6. Small feet were, pattering, Wooden shoes clattering,...Little hands clapping, And little tongues chattering Like fowls in a farmyard when barley is scattering. a 1. He dares not touch a hair of Catiline ! 2....

...character will strengthen her own, drawing her out of herself and helping her to attain high ideals. 343 Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,...barley is scattering. Out came the children running, CONFITURES, BY DESCHAMPS. AH the little boys and girls, AVith rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling...

...rustling that seemed like a bustling, -*- Of merry crowds jostling at pitching and hustling, Small feel, were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands...and little tongues chattering, And like fowls in a barnyard, when barley is scattering, Out came the children running: All the little boys and girls With...

...And to his lips again Laid his long pipe of smooth, straight cane; Out came the children runningAll the little boys and girls With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls. And sparkling eyes and cheeks like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and...

...pipe, are nothing less than admirable. The double-page illustration of pp. 54-55, to the words, — " With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls," is perhaps the best, if we have to make a choice of the whole series. London Spectator. NOTES. =Mr....

...behind him, by means of his fascinating pipe, the children of the town. As the poet writes : — ЛИ the little boys and girls With rosy cheeks and flaxen...sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and ".kipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter. But he led them not to...

...the enraptured air), There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling, at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping, anil little tongues chattering. And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came...

...the enraptured air), There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling, at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering,...barley is scattering, Out came the children running. The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood As if they were changed into blocks of wood, And could only...

...hall-stair, Grave Alice and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. 82. All the little boy sand girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling...eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, came merrily after The wonderful music with shoutingand laughter. 83. I knew the flowers, I knew the...

...to spend several hours out of doors, and it is a most interesting scene to stand by and watch — " All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls," 324 go tripping and skipping and filling the air with shouting and laughter. They romp and tumble,...