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, 1879-05-03

| Excuse haste and bad pun.
The comblng man-the hairdresser.
| If man waits too long for something to turn
up, it will be his toes.
Queen Victoria is like machinery wheel, be-
cause she travels in cog.
Wonder il the cattle of q thousand ILLS had
the epizootc or the hoof diseasea
ssTherc's music in the hcir,'' moaned the
young husband. as be reached for the paregortc
bottle.
The diminutivc hen~fruit seen in market is an-
other evidence that the eggs size Law is not en-
forced.
Prince Louis Napolcon's pastme is matching
pennies. lie says: 'Heads I win, Beatrice;
tails, Zu1us."
The horn Of Roleriek Dhu was Scotch whisky.
Graphic. Yes, it was mountain Dhu.-l'ttts-
burg telegraph.
Why is it that ut the hotel the man who goes
Is called the waiter, and the man who really
docs all the waiting is called the guests
Journalism is noble callng-C|eueland
Herald. In which respect it muchIy resembleth
the MARQUIS Of Lorne yelling for his lord-in-
waiting.-Boston ITaceer.
A Grave Rebuke.-Indiyidua fresh from his
Club: "AlY good sir {hjc), can you tel ne
ITO the churchyard.''-Fun.
Making the best of it is good rule for every
.body. ''What is the matter@'' asked LAWYER
of bis coachman. *tTile horses are running
away, sir" Scan you not phil them up" ~
after judicial delay, '.run into something
cheap"
E. c. stedman sings, In Serione', g, Why
should I fear TO sip the sweets OF each red
lips'' Whyl Because, Mr. Stedman, you have
a conviction that the gloomy looking old gentle
md o cane iise lie angel Of death in his hantl.
will make poultice Of you if sou do any such
sampling while he is in reach--6artz<fte'
, 1879-05-03

1KS
Fashion in France now prescribcs two tiny
pages to serve instead Of bridesmaids at the
wedding ceremony. These are chosen from the
prcttiest Of the boy relatives of the bride or
bridegroom. They are dressed in velvet OF the
BRIDES tayoritc color. At recent wedding
the tiny court-drcss worn was OF sapphire
velvet, with white silk stockings, and velvet
shoes with diamond buckles. A bouquet, conf
posed Ut rosebud, IN orange-blossom, and a
branch Of myrtle, was attached TO the left side.
These parcs perform the usual role Of the
bridesmaids, carry the BRIDES bouquet and
gloves, and also meet her und assist ler from
and to tie carriagc-step.
, 1879-05-03
REFUSING "A DOUBTFUL HUSBAND.
tafte }ort yun

REFUSING A DOuDrFf1r. u1rSpAND
are lort Sun.
Afr. v,-I;,o 1orohen., I, +1t .>...
.an s1s ,'a;ntt tn " - e pre'ty anu pleas
!4s p1A..'u :" - '.p4on~'sc sui peholn5
IN Inc Aal'oe Ioust,'a "h!ch Isaa: sc}1ftfnan is
the defendant. Miss Jacobson is dressmaker,
and lives at IS Essex street. Mr. Schflfman IL
a cirarmakrr. md has inst ceascd T., ho q ras;,
80 49, 49,. -, ~ ~ ssf
uenI VI Auolo"-stsecl oa"' forneflE ne Vas
the owner OF ciear-factory, but adverse cir
cumstapces have reduced him. He met Miss
.lacnbsop At ), socio} Gathering and oho,,t . ,.oo~
ooo a., cne.o.,ncnt - ,n.rr, rss,ito:; ~, 80
aeo an eneaSe.ucn' " .na.ls RESUMED, 1he "co-
ding To take place on The Soth Of September Of
last year. On the appointed day Schiffman
backed out. saving TINT he Was not in n nern-
nisrv condition to sunnort a wife Mics .,,coh.
n45 54a ,',4m - ~, ,na - ".s' .a'ss 9asoo
% hon e,,;t ''t H. X ,on.n, ana tnen
~ Ini,ow.s.rast 1o;i - ~ .ra "na
- nnn saH ~ AA"A~" 'Aess oa4t 1ot "ao1 VI
<H IN Weinesa,x ye,i, AR nerm,, st;.,., soh;r
,sn1. stt,rnav ,n,;od - 1I,dra Gra sctl.-
."las ~ -n appu gaase uosop LOT an
ooGi . t!..e -. pIt@ue4 M VI o.pusui tnto eourt
" 1 InJ ,'4ni a .c plaint'l1 Aau
1, ~. 49, s s"., .ns ; ~ inalt3
@ :. nonu. ga cna:sF 1ca, au ~ G, Ge allet
Aou .. - 1922 ; ,sx -. - -.evtsu "a. eetl1iAAl'u
.nto coui1, anu MISS 1aeoospn also appeared III
ane Souuan1 sa ., numerous q, dr'Shus. Nnen inc
,s,ss 10 49, ., NC ouose, anu W ~
go, a;,,...s ~ eas n.e'e 1 a. no eolpu!s'o1
49, .xi ,,.n..,.~.It.. .....:s A 0-As ~'1N
ass t! umeooltoaeu .c consent " o9tn was nee
+.,"h' y !" "As no'1ee" lila. LIZ pialo'1n nesl-
'eS &c ,.
aud ;pposet -, SuuSe. sae asAs "4tN Aeslauon
rar - artax ~ ~ sules, supl,ose ',lal he luhs
~ nss,.,a. ~ ~: u'alt!c9: Sa'l ~ ao ulat'
,,,ot. asiS ans"fr lor us pe4aeoF alter mar
..n ,nrst ta 4",aa s., uGspp' YOU marry a'm
;,ra1ant;,,.r ~ @ sss 1nt.e Is ~ eans o.
..a,,,,sa1I.3 - s .ulns!'s away, 'nou5A He nay oe
TIA fs;r ~ -,i.;at n ~;
c1nde1 rn, ~ ..,.t Nuns t,' er nca.. nt soon con-
ea sa;1 - -,,o 1ss! 1s LIZ "1all1Won1al oono. anu
~ Ti1c dcfen'i,u.;s M
4,,.t h;s ,;ea1 ,,s 3;st1 3nsa1,ne1 lneleupon moved
~. ornnn t,,ot tls 1rou, CUSTODY, on
marry ,he d.1nnda1,t ~, p.a'"sllls "'iilnShess 10
md that his ntIer ~ ,arn ssna,as 10 mtr snt,
v,,swer n The actinu T,,r, G! 6en 10 s sunsSus
rrant ti. morton ahsn1n,4j. "
tiautifr further line fn1 r,1s"t;ou 11nH the a
,;rJrudoDt 1oI thc J,,f1re h;s etnr. H. er;S aH
1hat it was true HAT liz mad nrom;scf 10 marrr
fhr uiain;ifT Int that ha was nj n con5,;n11
tu provide Tor her. On thc 14tl, inst hc con.
+w,n.1 ,ha nI,;,t;r ns11a5 ~ ~; .not.' ~ son
uy her brother. ind, inunircd whcther he in.
tended to futGit his promise of marriacc Hc
made the same answer ns hefore namely. that
Ills circumstances wouId mt nsrn,it ~ II
Ihereupon she went ON, and = moment aftcr- !
ward u. Deputy Sheriff entered and arrested |
, 1879-05-03

No Opium! No 3torphia or other dangerous drug
,s Confined in Dr. Buits Baby Syrup, Tor the relief
nr cnI;c feethiuu, etc. PRICE 35 cents
, 1879-05-03
He HEARD TOO MUCH.

He HEARD TOO MUCH.
Lewis Gaylord Clark, the editor ct the K,.;ck-
erbocker Magazine, used to tell the following
story with great delight:
Some two miles up the river from St. Johns
bury, Vt, is primitive sort of little village
called tts!Ihe Centre" Here. not long since,
the rustic youth Of the vicinity congrcgated for
dance, "aua dance. they did,'' said our in
formant, "with an JUNCTION unknown to your
city bellies and bcaux." One interesting man,
having ttnbibed too freely, became '' lati.ucd ~
III the course OF tile evening, anu wisely con-
cluded to retire for short rest.
4 door u;ar near the dancnY-i,all revealed IN
vitinsly. q glimpse Of u comfortable tcd, ot
which he took possession with the prospect vi
au undBturbe1 stsnooZe.n
1t happened, howbeit, that this was the
u lauies' withdrawing room, uni no sooner had
he closed his eyes than pair of blooming dam-
sells came in and began adjusting their dis
ordered ringlets, the dim light OF the tatlow
candle not disclosing the tenant Of the bed. The
girls had tongues Qilzc the rest Of their scck),
which ran In this wise: ,-... :.
s'Whnt 4 nice dance we're having! Have YOU
heard anybody say ANYTHING about me, Jaliel''
'1Law, yes. Sally. Jim Brown says lie never
saw y0u look so handsome US you Go tonight.
Have you heard anybody say anything about
me?o
s'About you! Why, sartin. heard Joe
Flint tell Sam Jones that you was the prettfest~
dressed girl in the room."
Wnereupon the. dear things chuckIcd, and
" fixed up'' little more, aud made of toward
the ballroom. They had hardly reached the
door when our haif-eonscious freud rufsed him
self ou his elbow, and quite intelligibly, though
SLOWLY, inquired:
~ aaxe aa,e i, you heard aryborry say anythtn bout
''Pi4ancy tl4eir phcclnks'' at this juucture. :
, 1879-05-03
HYPOCRISY REBUKED,


T1'yfnta City Chrohirle.
Last evening man came into Charley Leg
ate's restaura Mt and called for rum one1et
Leyatc walked back into the kitchen with the
solemnity OF q circus elephant, and presently q
waiter came out with q bccfsteak. The customer
looked at the steak moment and remarked:
"Look~a-here, I ordered rum omelet.''
~ know you did, my boy, but YOU can't have
it,'' said Lcgaie, coming up. " You know last
New YEARS. you swore oil, and tied blue
ribbon to your vest. It's there yet. Now, YOU
contemplate .Eypocrite, do you s'pose you are
gotn' round this town Haunting the ensign OF
sobrety in the face OF the public and
imagine you can come here, stuff your
self with rum ON elets, and make me par
ticeps criminls to the dcception! Havcn't you
cot any more selErespect than to observe the
letter Of the law and bust the stutlin' out of it?
That sort Of lay don't 20 down here, my
friend. It may do ut some sccond-ctass hash
houses, where they take neither the digestion
nor the morals Of i man into consideration. I'm
lookin' after BOTH l won't have spealsin' hy-
pocrtsy IN my house. I despisc tho crawlin'
wretch WHO"
.Oh! Lcgatc, speak no more. Thou turnest
mine eyes into my very soul," yelled the dis
tractcd patron, and he called for some more
eggs, and the irrepressible caterer went back
into the kitchen with the air Of a uau who had
served his country well, as he remarked:
''Ihad to bluff him or acknowledge was just
out OF rum."
, 1879-05-03
GOSSIP FOR LADIES.

TIME TURNS THE TABLE.
Tan Years ago, when she was ten. ::
used to tease and scold her;
liked her, and she loycd me then;
A Dor some five years old.
1,iked her: che would fetch n,y book.
Bring lunch to stream or thicket;
Tould oil ny gun. OF bsit my hook, r.
And Gcld for hours at cricket 4
ehed mend my cap, or ind my whip ):
All! hut boys hearts are stony!
liked her rather less than ''Gyp,"
And far less than my pony.
She loved nc then. though Heaven knows Why
Small wonder had she hated,
For scores OF dolls she's had to CRY, j
Whom deczpitaIed. =.
1toze her frock., pulled her hair, =
cal'eu .'red'' The sheen upon It: i -
Ont fishing would even dare - :
Catch tadpofes in her bonnet.
We'll, now e1pfate my crime:
The Nemesis of fabIcs =
C1me alter years; To- -3ay old Tlms
On NE has turned the tables. -..r.
Tn twenty five: she's twenty now, =: :':1
DaEs-eycd. p!nh-caceEcd and honnY--
The curls are golden round her brow:
She smiles and calls ne Johnny"
OF yorc used her Christian name:
But now. through fate or malice,
When she il by, my llps can't frame
Five letters to make *sAlicc -
!. who couid joke with her auttease.
Ssand silent naw before her -
Dumb through the very wish to plessa-
Aepeeci.Iess, shy ndorer.
OF. U uxu turue to me to speak. ..: ].
Ftn d1 <zled by her graccs- -
The " eiood rustes TO nv cheek
] 1u -~lc commonplaccs.
She's XII and cool--ah: Heaven knows how
w'isa she b}ushcd and faltered
She likes me. end love der now:
Dear. dear: how thingk have altered.
, 1879-05-03
GETTING MORE THAN THEY PRAY
ED FOR.

In q certain county town there had been
long-continucd drought; the fields were parched
aud burnt, the foliage>had withercd under the
SUMS burning rays, the wells were dry, aud it
was only by going to the river, three or four
miles distant, that water for the animals and
household use could be obtained. Under these
circumstances It was resolved in the t.store'
One Saturday evening - see the good parGon
, 1879-05-03
THE AUTHORS CARNIVAL. .

Expressions OF Approval of "The Trlbune,s"
Criticisms.
To The Editor Of The Tribune.
CHICAGO, May LII wish to express my great
pleasure at your comments upon the Carnival
in to-day's TRIBUNE; and also about the sinks
Of tnlQuity.- Yours, :" . 80. NJ. T. r.
, 1879-05-03

NUMERICAL EN1GlIA-NO. 767.
am composed OF seyen letters and AM an artl-
Gle Of food about which many people are suspi-
cous as 10 its ingredients hy i; ), g. Z, Is good
to put In 1t, my !, 2, ,, 1, spells, phonet1cal-
w. what is good to eat with it.
PAXTON, III. " GARTH
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14

A GOOD TEACHER.-A truly good
teacher is cheap at any price. A poor
one is dear at any price. So, too, if @
good one be necessary in any school he
becomes equally necessary in every
school. Hence two hundred and fifty
thousand competent teachers are neces-
sary to supply this country alone. To
provide such host of skilled educators
is far more skiIlful task than to raise
equip, discipline, and support an army
of equal numbers. It is, moreover, q
more important undertaking, and nee
essarily involves far greater expendi-
ture of time, labor, and money if it is
to be aUeW done. True teaching or edu-
cational power is not and cannot be q
cheap commodity, because it is not only
rare, but is more difficult and higher
order of work than any other confined to
human hands. The tiller of the soil, the
artificer in wood and iron, or even the
painter and sculptor, with all their del
icacy of conception and refinement of
touch, have an easy task in comparison
with the true educator who works upon
the subtle force of mind and spirit, seek.
ing to mold his precious materials into
the divine symmetry, unity, and beauty
of perfect character. If high order
of talent and skill be required in these
lower, perishable forms of human work
manship, how much more should be
exacted of those who labor upon i'm
perishable materials, and who are thus
shaping the characters of beings des-
tined to a life that knows neither limita-
ton or decay Educational Weekly.
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14

HELP ONE ANOTHER.-"This little
sentence should be written on every
heart-stamped on every memory. 1t
should be the golden rule practice, not
only in every household, but through
out the world. By helping one another
we not only remove the thorns from the
pathway and anxiety from the mind,
but we feel sense of pleasure in our
hearts, knowing we are doing duty to
a fellow-creature. A helping hand or
an encouraging word is no loss to us, yet
is benefit to others. Who has not felt
the power of a little sentence? Who
has not needed the encouragement and
aid of kind friend? How soothing
when perplexed with some task that is
both difficult and burdensome, to feel q
gentle hand on the shoulder, and to hear
q kind voice whispering, "Do not be dis.
couraged; see your troubles, let me
help you" What strength is inspired,
hope created. what sweet gratitude is
felt; and the great difficulty dissolves
as dew before the sunshine. Yes, let us
help one another, by endeavoring to
strengthen and encourage the. weak
and lifting the burden of care from the
weary and oppressed, that life may glide
smoothly on, and the fount of bitterness
yield sweet waters; and He whose will
ing hand is ever ready to aid us, will re-
ward our humble endeavors, and every
good deed will be ''bread upon the wa
tiers, to return after many days." if not to
us, at least to those we love-"
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14
Fighting the Devil with Fire.

Ifthere is one thing that more tnan
another annoys good wife, who Is nea
vouslv sensitive to all that Is gross anu
i'll timed. it is the habit some huspan Is
have of using profane language IN Inem
homes. In many cases this Is mere
thoughtlessness on the part OF the gouu
man who never gives q thought TO tne
finer sensibilities of his better-half, ana
even should she mildly remonstrate, no
navs no attention to the rebuke.
We have Just had case in polnt,
which happened in one of the thrlv ing
Missouri cities on the banks of the Mis-
sissinni. which the ladies of Georgetown
OUGHT TO know something about.
< Iaav whose husband was addicted
To the bad practice we have alluded to,
came to her family physician, laid her
grievances before him, and said:
strate with him. and try to break him
of his habit? 1 know he will listen to
you." -,
"Why, madam" said the doctor, "he
would pay no attention to anything
could say to him but as you have come
to me, although somewhat out of my
line, I will recommend prescription,
to be administered by you, that WILL Ger.
ta;uly cure him. 1t is an infallible re-
medy."
sob! what ia it, Doctor?"
"Well, when John comes home again
and swears, do you swear back at him.
Of course, don't want you to take the
name of the Lord in vain. but On
things little for his benefit"
And she did.
The next day John came in and In
quired whether dinner was ready and
was told that it was not.
well, why in the devil isn't it ?'
said he.
Because" she coolly replied, "the
wood was SO id wet that the fire
wouldn't burn"
why. Mary. what is the matter with
you? Are you crazy or have been
drinking?"
Neither" she said, and quietly pro
ceeded to put on the dinner.
The beef didn't melt like butter be.
tween the teeth-it rather resisted all
efforts at mastication, like so much in
dia-rubber; and finally John blurted
out:
"What makes this d-n beef SO infer
; nal tough ?"
Mary looked up archly and replied /:
> "Well, John, suppose you Wen1
, down to the butchers, and without
knowing the difference. picked out 8
piece of some id old stag that hadn't
been fed for month"
John jumped up. looked at his wife
in dismay, and wanted to know what
such language from her lips meant.
1T means just this, John, you are thu
, head of the famil6, and just as long Al
you think it manly to swear in my pre-
sence intend to do the same. If you
, don't like to hear 1t, you know how te
prevent it."
/ The cure was radical, and to this dat'
Mary has never been compelled TO adj
} minister another dose of DR.. ~
} Colorado Miner.
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14

The HOME ATMOSPHERE last
thing is in my mind to say to you who
are parents concerning homes. It il
not worth much for us to try to teach
the Sunday-school children here on
Sunday for an hour, if that is ali there
is of it. The most important part Of
the religious education of your children
that would call upon you to see to is
not teaching to them always in the BIZ
BILE, is not saying to them this thing or
that about religion; but the one i'm
portant thing that I would have you
esteem as of the highest importance is
the atmosphere. moral and religious, in
which your child lives day by day. I
have seen house plant in winter, in
soil that was everything that could be
desired, watered, trained, cared for, and
yet, in spite of everything that was
done for it, the plant would wither and
die. Why? For the simple reason
that, detected or undecided, in the air
of the room, there was some vicious,
poisonous gas, or influence, or power,
that was unfavorable to the proper life
and development of the plant. And so
you may take children. and, after all
the teaching of the Sunday. school and
of the day-schoo], the one thing that
influences them more than everything
else put together is the air they breathe
at home. 1t is not worth while for the
Sunday-schoolt teacher, or for yourselves,
to tell child to be truthful, if day by
day he finds out that in your business
or in your social relations, your inter-
course with your servants, your calling
on your friends, you are departing from
the strict line of veracity either in word
or character. It is not worth while to
tell children that they ought to be pa
tient, if they find you, towards them or
towards each other, fretful and scolding
and impatient. 1t is not worth while
to teach them this or that moral lesson
unless they breathe an atmosphere that
illustrates the beauty of that moral
characteristic, and shows that what it
comes to is something noble and desira-
BILE in the practicable life of the home.
And so appeal to you: Help us in the
Sunday-school by giving the children
such home atmosphere to breathe as
shall make it natural and easy for them
to believe in, to accept and live out, the
highest and sweetest religious lessons
that we can convey to them.-Rev. MI
not j. Savage.
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14
For the SPECTATOR
AWAY BACK THERE.
BY u. w. "

Aavav back there are tears and signs,
And many treasured old "good-byes'
ANNA back there are pearls and gold,
All for "a mess of pottage" sold
The Rubicon, alas! is crossed
like Esau's right my gems are lost.
whv do I gaze aaUay back there,
And pender with miser's care?
WHY can't bar the heavy door
THAT loved ones there I'll see no moreF
Why can't count the grains OF sano
That lie on coast or desert land!
The drops Of water in the sea-
Or measure vast Eternity!
why can't count the twinkl1ng stars
Bright as the glit'ring crowns OF czars?
Why don't the stars forget to rise
And Luna pale forsake the skies?
And mother fond forget the child
She loves with passion blind and wild
When from her bosom it is torn
And to the common church-yard borne?
Why don't the saints forget to pray,
While here they tread the marrow way"
When borne down by the Christening rod
oh, ,uty don't they forget their Gods
Till am free from toll and care.
I'll pray for those a,Oay back there.
A,Day back there tits Lapland bleak,
But gems are there that angels seek.
Away back there will still be snow,
Until my head is lying low.
But much owe unto this world,
Tho Hopes bright pinions oft are furled,
And in its pleasures shall share,
Tho it be cold d,Ody back there,
At last I'll reach that heavenly place.
And there behold my Savior's face,
But therell be longings still within
To come back to this world of sin.
Yes, oft I'll leave that Shining Home
Unseen upon the earth to roam
I'll come-not drawn by pomp or glare
But just to gaze a,0Gy back there.
When a few fleeting years have passed,
And loved ones safe, yes. safe at last,
My soul to earth will not repair,
No one will be aaOdy back there
All! no, from thence they will have flown
And Up There shall haze my o,0n.
Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1879-10-14
The BrOken.Hearted.
BY GEORGE D. PRENTICE.

About ten years ago, I took up my
residence for few weeks in a country
village in the eastern part of New En-
gland. Soon after my arrival, became
acquainted with a young lady, appa-
rently about II years of age. She had
lost the idol of her hearts purest love,
and the shadows of deep and holy me-
mories were resting like the wing of
death upon her brow.
I first meet her in the presence of the
mirthful. She was, indeed, creature
to be admired her brow was garlanded
by the young years sweetest flowers,
and her sunny tresses were hanging
beautifully and low upon her bosom |;
and she moved through the crowd with
such floating, unearthly grace, that the
bewildered gazer looked almost to see
her fade away into the air, like the
creation of pleasant dream. She
seemed cheerful, and even gay yet I
saw that her gayety was but the mccke.
ry of her feelings. She smiled. but
me that its mournful beauty was but
the bright reflection of tear; and her
eye lids at times passed heavily down,
as struggling to repress the tide of ago
ny that was bursting up from her
hearts secret urn. She looked as if she
could have left the scene of festivity,
and gone out, beneath the quiet stars,
and laid her forehead down upon the
fresh green earth, and pour out her
stricken soul, gush after gush, till it
mingled with the eternal fountain of
purity and life.
have lately heard that the young
lady of whom have spoken, is dead.
The close of her life was calm as the
falling OF quiet stream; gentle as the
sinking Of the breeze, that fingers for a
time round bed of withered roses, and
then dies from very sweetness.
It cannot be that earth is mans only
abiding place. It cannot be that our
life is bubble cast up by the ocean of
eternity, to float moment upon its sur
face and then sink into nothingness and
darkness forever. Else, why is it that
the high and glorious aspirations which
leap like angels from the temple of our
hearts are forever wandering abroad,
unsatisfed? Why is it that the rain
bow and cloud come over us with a
beauty that is not of earth, and then
pass OFT and leave us to muse on their
faded lovliness? Why is it that the
stars which hold their festival around
the midnight throne, fare set labove the
grasp of our limited faculties, forever
hooking US with their unapproachable
glory? And finally, why is it that
bright forms of human beauty are pre-.
sented to the view, and then taken from
us, leaving the thousand streams of the
affections to flow back in Alpine tor
rents upon our hearts ?
We are born for a higher destiny than
that of earth. There is a realm where
the rainbow never fades; where the
stars will be spread out before US like
the islands that slumber on the ocean !;
and where the beautiful beings, that
here pass before us like visions, will
stay in our presence forever.