...his burden and made no complaint, and his time had come. Too early, would any say ? — " Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." They brought him to Edinburgh, that he might be buried beside his four children, in the Grange Cemetery....

...perished, time has not sufficed for disappointment, degradation, or decay. It may be perhaps that — "The good die first; And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." The tiny cypress-planted plot close by is the residents' cemetery, now no longer used for interment....

...door but she who dwelt within A daughter's welcome gave me, and I loved her As my own child. Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket. Many a passenger Hath blessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks, When she upheld the cool refreshment...

...door hut she who dwelt within A daughter's weleome gave me, and I loved her As my own child. Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the sockeL Many a passenger Hath hlessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks, When she upheld the cool refreshment...

...William Wordsworth puts into the mouth of his rustic sage this language : "The good die first, A ml they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." With the decline of Christian asceticism the noble old faith in the worth of years revives. People...

...door but she who dwelt within A daughter's welcome gave me, and I loved her As my own child. Oh, sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket. Many a passenger Hath blessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks, When she upheld the cool refreshment...

...no cloud upon the life of the gentle being who looked to him for so much of her earthly happiness. " The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." NEWSPAPERS AND NEWSPAPER-READING. BY WIXFEIED R. MAEIIX. MACAULAY has remarked of the ancient philosophy...

...but she who dwelt therein A daughter's welcome gave me, and I loved her As my own child. Oh, sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket. Many a passenger Hath blessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks, When she upheld the cool refreshment...

...and delicacy of sentiment; thus justifying the poet's mournful lines — " The good die soon, While they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." What the true ultimate causes of Phthisis mayT)e, we are, of course, utterly ignorant of, and are never...

...be forgiven if they suggest conditions which, humanly considered, may have prevented it. " Oh, sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket," is an utterance which gratifies a sort of vengeful feeling when we see the good stricken down in their...