He now looked round and saw that he was firmly wedged in and could not move, for two more women had forced themselves between the sitters, and the whole passage the full length of the church was densely thronged with people.

hear her weeping to the heavenly throng, Imploring them to chant their mournful song: "With your gold lyres, the dirge, oh, sing with me!

"We are told now in the German Press about the Turks' hunger for education, and of how they are thronging eagerly to learn German.

Ye walkers too that youthful colours wear, Three sullying trades avoid with equal care: The little chimney-sweeper skulks along, And marks with sooty stains the heedless throng; When 'Small-coal!' murmurs in the hoarser throat, From smutty dangers guard thy threatened coat; The dust-man's cart offends thy clothes and eyes, When through the street a cloud of ashes flies.

Fame hath not stamp'd me yet; nor may I take My place amid the courtly throng of knights, That, crown'd with glory's lustre, woo thy smiles.

One sees the interior always dimly thronged.

At night, 'mid wine and flowers, the bulbul tuned his song: "Bring thou the morning bowl: prepare, ye drunken throng!" Sikander's mirror, once so famed, is the wine-filled cup: behold All that haps in Dárá's realm glassed within its wondrous mould.

Walking homewards through the garish streets in the hot afternoon, all the strange scenes in which I had just been an actor thronged fantastically upon my memory.

Yea, chain him howling to yon desert rock, Where, thronging ghastly from uncounted graves, His victims murmur 'midst the groans of waves, And mock his soul's despair, his deep blaspheming ban!

He asked for commissions for officers, and stated his belief that the Creoles would rise, that the adventurous Westerners would gladly throng to the contest, and that the army would soon be at the gates of New Orleans.

And at their tail the noble Lord Of Guise sent forth a goodly throng Of cavalry, with lance and sword, To teach them how to tramp along.

The children too, irrepressibly thronging round the net, would pick from its meshes the fishes which adhered to them and eat them, as more inland rising generations eat blackberries.

Distinguishable even amidst this brilliant and knightly throng is Sir Jocelyn Mounchensey.

And so the swift procession hurried on, That all, though not distinctly, might be shown: So in the straiten'd bounds of life confined, 280 She gave but glimpses of her glorious mind: And multitudes of virtues pass'd along; Bach pressing foremost in the mighty throng, Ambitious to be seen, and then make room For greater multitudes that were to come.

Multitudinously thronging The waters all converge, Then they sweep adown in sloping Solidity of surge.

The hall was half filled by an expectant and noisy throng.

Mrs. Snow, with your permissionreally the ladies are thronging about him as if he were a Pawnee,have the goodness to step a little this way, Mr. EffinghamMiss EffinghamMrs.

And sensual throng, to grovelling hopes resigned: But they whom high and holy thoughts inspire Adore thee, in celestial glory shrined In that diviner fane where Love's pure fire Burns bright, and Genius tunes his loud immortal Lyre!

" Ten minutes subsequently the Court of the Louvre was thronged with courtiers, equipages, and led horses; and within a quarter of an hour the voice of the usher was heard at the foot of the great staircase announcing "The King."

Young knights, who never tamely wait, Crowd in the porch, or near the gate, By quick return, and sudden throng, Announcing the expected song.

The servitors of Freydis were thronging swiftly toward Upper Morven, after a pleasant hour of ravening and ramping about Poictesme.

" He took up the candle with a stubborn effort to recapture his old forcefulness, but as they left the room the shadows thronged thickly after them in ominous pursuit; and it wasn't necessary to question Katherine.

Women and children thronging tumultuously after them.]

shouted the soldiers, thronging around Feodor, angrily.

Then, looking upon their wild disorder, Beltane laughed for scorn: "Rats!" quoth he, "O ratsis it thus ye throng to the slaughter, then?