...bow moving as you move ; I never saw any thing like this ; it " It is not noon — the sunhow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and/ro, like the pale courser's tail. The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death As told in the Apocalypse."...

...description in Manfred of this scene !' ' Let me hear it : •Iris not noon ; the sun-bow's rays Bull arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the craes headlong perpendicular, And fling its lilies of foaming light along And to and fro, like the...

...propounding his canons of austere criticism, and cooking the while his steak ; West arranging the tail of the " Giant steed to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse," with as much coolness as he would his own cravat ; Wilson with his hand trembling at his palette, half...

...Valley in the Alp*— A Catana. Enlrr MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ' still arch Tho ; I should be sole in this sweet solitude, And with the spirit of the place divide The homage of these...

...the wind, as painted so beautifully in Lord Byron's Manfred. " It is not noon, — the sun-bow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse." It makes you think of many things, this beautiful fall, springing so fearlessly into the gulf. It is...

...sunshine down the still and everlasting rocks; and says — " It is not noon — the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...along. And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail. L The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse. No eyes But mine now drink this...

...the Alp».— A Cataract, (t) Enter MANFRED. Man . 1 1 is not noon— the sunbow's rays(2) stillarch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll...perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, 325 And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, ' The giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told...

...sunshine down the still and everlasting rocks ; and says — " It is not noon — the sun bow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er .the, , cr^g "s, headloiigiperpemlicular, . . . • . ., And fling its lines of foaming light along. ' Arid...

...condension there — wonderful and indescribable." — Journal. " It и not noon -the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the...

...some favoured friend amid the solitudes of the opposite Alps. Byron says in his poetry, that it is " Like the pale courser's tail, The giant steed to be bestrode by death As told in the Apocalypse ; " and in his journal he says the same in prose. I am constrained to dissent from the noble poet's...