No more for him is rest, or peace, or bliss; still less the glories of his brighter days,the sight of glittering fields, the gems of heaven, without which "Neither breath of Morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower Glistering with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild,... is sweet.

He could not think of an expletive mild enough for Mrs. Cary's ears.

And in the garden kneels a child, She weeds or merely dallies, A lily plucks with gesture mild And wanders down the alleys.

ZAIDA OF TOLEDO Upon a gilded balcony, which decked a mansion high, A place where ladies kept their watch on every passer-by, While Tagus with a murmur mild his gentle waters drew To touch the mighty buttress with waves so bright and blue, Stands Zaida, radiant in her charms, the flower of Moorish maids,

The main entrance is in itself a noble sight worth goin' milds and milds to see, a long handsome buildin' curvin' round gracefully some in shape like a mammoth U only bendin' round more at the ends, and endin' with handsome buildin's, and tall pillars decorate the hull length and flags wave out nobly all along on top.