But, even as he paused thus, he heard a step approaching, a man's tread, quick and light yet assured, and he beheld one shrouded in a long cloak of blue, a tall figure that hasted through the garden and vanished behind the tall yew hedge.

His step had been so light, and so intently was our heroine engaged with her letter, that his approach was unnoticed, though it had now been a long time that the ear of Eve had learned to know his tread, and her heart to beat at its welcome sound.

A very light, almost a dancing, step followed Barker's heavy tread towards the green room, and a moment afterwards the man came in and announced that the gentleman was waiting.

The icebergs crack with a sullen boom, Riven by the hands of the angry North; And, like the Angel of Wrath sent forth, The whirlwind stalks with the breath of doom, Crushing, like dust 'neath its heavy tread, The last frail spar o'er the seaman's head; But nought can reach the things that lie The lovely things that sleeping lie, Deep in the bosom of the ocean.

Not that I doubted your statementswhich, indeed, are handsomely supported by familiar statistics,but certainly there is a charm in treading the ground once trod by Greatness, breathingwell not the same air, I hope, but some of the same kind,viewing the identical scenes, and being swindled by the self-same parties, that had just occasioned your animated comments.

I have been a Christian river Dull and slow this many a year, Rolling down my torpid waters Through a silence morne and drear; Have not felt the tread of armies Trampling on my reedy shore; Have not heard the trumpet calling, Or the cannon's gladsome roar; Only listened to the laughter From the village and the town, And the church-bells, ever jangling, As the weary day went down.

Silken curtains fell around him, Velvet carpets hushed the tread, Many costly toys were lying All unheeded by his bed; And his tangled golden ringlets Were on downy pillows spread.

Sweetly ferocious, [M] round his native walks, Pride of his sister-wives, the monarch stalks; Spur-clad his nervous feet, and firm his tread; A crest of purple tops the warrior's head.

Having looked on such sights as lie behind the curtain, having trod such ways, they should be bubbling with excitement.

By day a mincing foot is thine: Thou runnest along the spider's line: Ay, but heavy sounds thy tread By night, among the uncoffined dead!

Wherever the lady's steps turnedor it is as correct to say wherever the proud tread of Palmyre turnedthe features of bachelor's-hall disappeared; guns, dogs, oars, saddles, nets, went their way into proper banishment, and the broad halls and lofty chambersthe floors now muffled with mats of palmetto-leafno longer re-echoed the tread of a lonely master, but breathed a redolence of flowers and a rippling murmur of well-contented song.

The words of the tune are the old words "La illaha illallah," set to an air endeared from centuries past to the desert-roving Bedawin, and long after distance has dulled the tread of the dancing feet the plaintive notes of the refrain reach you upon the night breeze.

In grave exultancy Flora moved up and down the drawing-room enjoying her tread on its rich carpet.

Man fears the lion's kingly tread; Man fears the tiger's fangs of terror;

Do not, they shall find That to a Woman of her hopes beguil'd A Viper trod on, or an Aspick's mild.

"See how yon flaming herald treads The ridged and rolling waves, As, crashing o'er their crested heads, She bows her surly slaves; With foam before and fire behind, She rends the clinging sea, That flies before the roaring wind, Beneath her hissing lea.

Strike, that ye free the valleys hold, Where free your fathers trod!"

The Bear has a well-developed paw with a flexible wrist, but it steps on the whole sole of the foot, from the wrist to the tip of the toe, giving it the heavy tread so characteristic of all the Bears.

And o'er one light wheel loved to play, Now, like a felon, groaning trod Its hundred treadmills night and day.

But they fell with a muffled fearfulness, Along the shadowy street; And softer, fainter, grew their tread, As it near'd the Minster-gate, Whence broad and solemn light was shed From a scene of royal state.

O'er yon rough heights and moss-clad sod Oft hath the stalwart warrior trod; Or peered with hunter's gaze, to mark The progress of the glancing bark.

Her step even was that of a lady, having neither the mincing tread of a Paris grisette, a manner that sometimes ascends even to the bourgeoise the march of a cockneyess, nor the tiptoe swing of a belle; but it was the natural though regulated step, of a trained and delicate woman.

Take away its history and its song from her daisy-eyed meadows, and shaded lanes, and hedges breathing and blooming with sweetbrier leaves and hawthorn flowersfrom her thatched cottages, veiled with ivyfrom the morning tread of the reapers, and the mower's lunch of bread and cheese under the meadow elm, and you take away a living and beautiful spirit more charming than music.

they will lead us not where the fallen tread.

And we lift our trusting eyes, From the hills our fathers trod.