The beginning of spring in Shoshone Landoh the soft wonder of it!is a mistiness as of incense smoke, a veil of greenness over the whitish stubby shrubs, a web of color on the silver sanded soil.

I watched this crowd, each holding a long lighted taper, stand for hours making the sign of the Cross, while the gorgeously-robed priest chanted the service and made sundry waves with his hands and gave certain swings with the incense-burner.

The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.

In the New City Fâ-hien bought incense-sticks, flowers, oil and lamps, and hired two bhikshus, long resident at the place, to carry them to the peak.

Thus, he leading the way, she following with head down and shoulders drooping, they came about four o'clock to a small meadow, cliff-ringed, studded with big yellow pines and here and there graced with an incense cedar.

The land lay silent, and the new mown hay Rested upon it like a dreamy sleep; And stealing softly o'er each yellow heap, The night-breeze bore sweet incense-breath away.

" She pushed open the greasy, shining leather door, passed into the interior, and stood for a moment in the incense-laden gloom of the nave.

It is in his ninth Book, where Juno, speaking of the Trojans, how they survived the Ruins of their City, expresses her self in the following words; Num copti potuere copi, num incense cremorunt Pergama? Were the Trojans taken even after they were Captives, or did Troy burn even when it was in Flames?]

The Protestant flag floats on every ocean breeze, the Catholic banner hangs limp in the incense silence of the Vatican.

"And hath great Accad lost so many sons, And left so many maids unmarried ones?" He eyed the image where the goddess stood Upon a pedestal of cedar wood O'erlaid with gold and pearls and uk-ni stones, And near it stands the altar with its cones Of gold adorned with gems and solid pearls, And from the golden censer incense curls.

To these succeeded the altar adorned with vines, the incense-bearers, and the high-priest of Bacchus, who led the way for the appearance of the youthful god himself.

They went up to two children of white marble who held an incense-muscle-shell of yellow marble; the children grew by nearness till they were giants.

We have seen(with the penetrating incense odor in our nostrils, and the kneeling peasants at our feet)the Descent from the Cross, the Elevation of the Crossdead Christs manifold.

Incense-offering.

They offered to perfume us with their incense pots, but we were completely disgusted at the horrible cruelty of their sacrifices, and rejected their proferred compliment with horror.

Just as the crackling shadowy shapes were falling apart and turning black, my uncle sprang to an Indian cabinet which stood near, and seizing a little box of incense-powder which had been brought from China by his brother, he shook a few grains of it into the fire.

Verse so design'd, on that high subject wrote, Is the perfection of an ardent thought; The smoke which we from burning incense raise, 19 When we complete the sacrifice of praise.

" And in the gloom he kindled incense rare, That filled the keep with blue unearthly smoke; And sitting at the mirror once again, He called with mystic gestures to the depths That yawned beneath an opening in the floor: "Uprise!

All Nature's incense rise!

All the substance of our souls Up in clouds of incense rolls.

1. I, the singer, entered into the house strewn with flowers, where stood upright the emerald drum, where awaiting the Giver of Life the nobles strewed flowers around, the place where the head is bowed for lustration, the house of corrupt odors, where the burning fragrant incense spreads and penetrates, intoxicating our souls in the presence of the Cause of All.

And lure to cherish intellectual powers, To bid the vig'rous tides of genius roll, Unfold, in fair expansion, fancy's flowers, And wake the latent energies of soul; Far other homage claims than flatt'ry brings The little triumphs of the proud to grace: For deeds like these a purer incense springs, Warm from the swelling heart its source we trace!

Vain, vain were prayer and incense-swell And bulls' blood on the altars!...

About sixty feet from the floor, a row of clerestory windows, unglazed, admitted arrows of sunlight through a golden fretwork; and these arrows, piercing the incense vapor, checkered intricate patterns on the enormous, deep-piled Persian rugs of rose, lilac, and misty blue.

A faint odour of incense wanders here and there among the shrubs, and mingles with the fragrance of flowers upon the terraces.