Scenes, admirable in their kind, but of an ill mingle with the rest.

Our fruit so sweet the King will eat, Nor bitter mingle with the sweet.

One slave shall cut her sister's throat, because it is my pleasurea favourite with the godsto mingle the perfume of blood with that of food, and cries of victims soothe my nerves.

This habitual courage mingles itself, doubtless, with the third species, the magnetic, or transmitted.

His "Lady Mother," as he always called the gentle, brown-eyed being who ruled his father and himself, had not cared to have her little Galahad mingle with the rougher city boys who thronged the streets, and had kept him with herself a great deal.

The marvellous mingles with the supernatural, magicians with saints, fairies with angels.

[S']akoontalá this very day, a feeling of melancholy mingles with my joy. PRIYAMVADÁ.

She seeks me at midnight, amidst orange groves, in the corridors of a palace washed by the waves, on the balmy shore of Naples or Messina; the light sound of her footsteps on the mosaic floor mingles with the scarcely heard murmur of the waves.

Much of it is in minor keys, and a strain of plaintiveness mingles with all its majesty and power.

The Empire and the commercial relations of England draw representatives of trading committees or subject races from all parts of the globe, and the faces and costumes of the Hindu, the Parsee, the Lascar and the ubiquitous Chinaman mingle in the motley crowd with the merchants of Europe and America.

It passes over fallen logs with long, noiseless leaps; it creeps serpent-like beneath the wreck left by a summer "cyclone"; it crosses the barren reaches of oak openings, where the shadows cast by huge pines adjacent mingle in fantastic figures; it casts a shifting shadow itself as it sweeps across some lighter spot, where faint moonbeams find their way to the ground through overhanging branches.

The yellow arghwân is here very abundant, and the yellow arghwân blossom mingles with the red."

But if the briny mingles with my marcel wavegood night, nurse! "One of Mr. Hepner's assistants told me that if salt water ever touched my golden tresses that the only thing I could do to keep them from turning green was to get scalped.