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Page ix - How like decaying life they seem to glide! And yet no second spring have they in store, But where they fall forgotten to abide Is all their portion, and they ask no more.
Page ix - Persian army, now trickles languidly along its shrunken course; the Ilyssus exists no longer, but a torrent-like line of oleanders seem still to fill its course with verdant waves and rosy foam. The olive and the fig-tree have almost disappeared, and the hills are naked, except where the Hymettus heath still blossoms for its bees. These hills were once thickly covered with wild wood, and would soon be so again, but that the peasants burn them down, in order to apply their ashes to their exhausted...
Page xi - ... tree, so that the birds of the air lodge in the branches thereof.
Page vi - The chief interest of these plates will lie in the fact that they represent to us the very flowers on which our Lord's eye must so often have rested in childhood, and which provided Him with illustrations for His ' teaching and parables. They are the flowers not of Judaea, but of Galilee, culled on the hills round Nazareth, and in the plain of Gennesareth, by the wife of our indefatigable missionary there.