...another, and nod and smile to a many more ; but she couldn't do it to all, you know, for we lay there by hundreds ; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again content.' " And his correspondent then very justly remarked — " What poetry there is in these men ! " And again...

...many more n but she couldn't do it to all, you know, for we lay there by hundreds, but we could see her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow, again, content.' " Mrs. Willoughby Moore was chained to the oar in this godlike enterprise, and like her never-to-be-forgotten...

...Florence pass. She would speak to one and to another, and nod and smile to as many more ; we lay there by hundreds ; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again content.' What poetry there is iu these men ! I think I told you of another who said : 'Before she came, there...

...Florence pass. 'She would speak to one and to another, and nod and smile to as many more; we lay there by hundreds; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again content.' What poetry there is in these men ! I think I told you of another, who said : ' Before she came there...

...comfort it was, even to see Florence pass. ' She would speak to one and another, and nod and smile to a many more ; but she could not do it to all, you know;...fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again, content.' What poetry there is in these men ! I think I told you of another who said, ' Before she came, there...

...home, " and nod and smile to a many more ; but she couldn't do it to all, you know. "We lay there by hundreds ; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again, content." In her rounds, to one she would administer •words of consolation and hope, to anather teach resignation,...

...and nod and smile to a many more ; but she couldn't do it to all, as you know, for we lay there by hundreds ; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads ou the pillow again, content." Britain has welcomed home with open hand Her gallant soldiers to their...

...and when the eye saw her, it gave witness of her." " We lay there by hundreds," writes one soldier, " but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again, content." Let no one, after this expression, doubt that poetry is the language of feeling, and is restricted...

...smile to as many more ; — but she couldn't do it to all, you know; we lay there by hundreds; but tee could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on our pillows again content !" " On England's annals, through the long Hereafter of her speech and song,...

...another, and nod and smile to as many more; but she couldn't do it to all, you know; we lay there by hundreds; but we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and lay our heads on the pillow again content." Another soldier said : " Before she came, there was such cussin' and swearin'; and after that it was...