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...nonsense ; thus leaving them in a " plague of darkness." Tennyson has said : — " I sometimes think it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel." Assuredly, many of our grave-stone rhymers commit a whole sin in writing much of their epitaph-poetry....

...round, using every sharp point as a facet to reflect some ray of light; he says indeed, "I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I foci" And he speaks, in some of those fine wordpaintings in rich frames, of "darkening the sanctity...

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...jewel for ever shining there." — PRESIDENT EDWARDS. IN MEMORIAM. 321 IN MEMORIAM. ALFRED I SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel...like nature, half reveal, And half conceal, the soul withiu. But for the unquiet heart and brain, A use in measured language lies ; The sad mechanic exercise,...

...they named thee, of a surety — Irene ! I dare not linger to think. I cannot say with the poet : ' BUT, for the unquiet heart and brain, A use in measured...mechanic exercise, Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.' For woes with me, being dwelt on, acquire keenness and polish to pierce yet deeper, and more searchingly...

...dare not linger to think. I cannot say with the poet : ' BIT, for the unquiet heart and brain, A use m measured language lies ; The sad mechanic exercise, Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.' For woes with me, being dwelt on, acquire keenness and polish to pierce yet deeper, and more scarchingly...