Spohr's lovely anthem voices this cry of the soul: "As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, And Thy refreshing grace.

"Ay, marry, for I saw it all," cried she, panting as the hare pants when it has escaped the hounds, "and I fear he is wounded sore, for one smote him main

She starts, she stops, she pants for breath; She hears the near advance of death; She doubles to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy round;

she pants, she doubts If now she lives; she trembles as she sits, With horror seized.

Look, how she pants!

And now In vain each earth he tries, the doors are barred Impregnable, nor is the covert safe; He pants for purer air.

See here his slot; up yon green hill he climbs, Pants on its brow a while, sadly looks back On his pursuers, covering all the plain; But wrung with anguish, bears not long the sight, Shoots down the steep, and sweats along the vale: There mingles with the herd, where once he reigned Proud monarch of the groves, whose clashing beam His rivals awed, and whose exalted power Was still rewarded with successful love.

he pants, he sobs appalled; Drops down his heavy head to earth, beneath 510 His cumbrous beams oppressed.

And in the midst of all of these A demon seemed to dance, Who asked him with a fiendish grin, "I say, 'Do you wear pants?'" W.D. FLAGG.

" O'er the dread feast malignant Chemia scowls, And mingles poison in the nectar'd bowls; 365 Fell Gout peeps grinning through the flimsy scene, And bloated Dropsy pants behind unseen; Wrapp'd in his robe white Lepra hides his stains, And silent Frenzy writhing bites his chains.

When old Timotheus struck the vocal string, Ambition's fury fired the Grecian king: 10 Unbounded projects labouring in his mind, He pants for room, in one poor world confined.

But when without art, Your kind thoughts you impart, When your love runs in blushes through every vein; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart, Then I know you're a woman again.

30 Where his glowing eye-balls turn, Thousand banners round him burn; Where he points his purple spear, Hasty, hasty rout is there; Marking, with indignant eye, Fear to stop and Shame to fly: There Confusion, Terror's child, Conflict fierce, and Ruin wild, Agony, that pants for breath, Despair and honourable Death.

The slave pants to know something of that still higher nature that he feels burning within himof his present state, his future destiny, of the Being who made him, to whose judgment-seat he is going.

BUT NOW ITS KHAKI PANTS.

Pants tight in the knee and baggy on the hips.

"Though Two-thirty-three telephoned a minute ago to say that if the valet didn't bring his pants from the presser in the next two seconds he'd come down the hall as he is and get 'em.

And we resigned positions at the front To dally for a space behind the line, To shed my war-worn vesture I was wont The G.S. boots, the puttees and the pants That mock at cut and mar the neatest leg, The battle-jacket with its elbows patched And bands of leather, round its hard-used cuffs,

I been watching him since he was in short pants.

It was late in the fall, and the links were all bronzed and faded; but the sun still shone warmly, and a south breeze came in little hot pants, rippling the broad blue sea with white curling lines.

I have known the time when she used to make coats and pants for my father and brothers.

" I took a look at him, and saw, sure enough, while he had hat, coat, and boots on, the pants was missing.

My pants, ma'am, have suffered in this turn-up, and they're now in a condition to make my appearance in polite society difficult, if not impossible; now please go 'way and somebody fetch me a horse blanket.

"He showed nothing but a thirst for information when I pointed out Grant's Leapthe place where General Grant hopped to safety with three Apache arrows sticking in the fulness of his pants.

See she pants, and from her flesh The warm blood gusheth out afresh.