...,>hak»peare says, " out of all cess," we shall make no apology for quoting ¡ — " HALLAD. "They made lier a grave too cold and damp For a soul so warm and true : And she1« gone to tbc Lake of the DISMAL SWAMF, Where all IIIL-J.' long, by a Fire-fly lamp •, She paddles...

...dreary wilderness, and had died of hunger, or been lost in some of its dreadful morasses.1* ANOST. 1 HEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul so...by a fire-fly lamp, " She paddles her white canoe. . •, * The Great Dismal Swamp is ten or twelve miles distant from Norfolk, and the Lake in the middle...

...dreary wilderness, and had died of hunger, or been lost in some of its dreadful morasses." ANON. *' THEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul...true ; " And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp1, " Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp, " She paddles her white canoe. 1 The Great Dismal...

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...the reader think, as we do, he will be quite satisfied with the insertion of the first stanza. 1 " They made her a grave, too cold and damp, For a soul...long, by a fire-fly lamp, She paddles her white canoe. But if this should not satiate the reader, peradventure, the second stanza will be sufficient;—if...

...that he perished in some of the dangerous morasses that environ it. THE LAKE OF THE DISMAL SWAMP. « They made her a grave too cold and damp For a soul...white canoe. " And her fire-fly lamp I soon shall see, And her paddle I soon shall hear ; Long and loving our life shall be, And I'll hide the maid in...

...into that dreary wilderness, and had died of hunger, or keen lost in some of its dreadful morasses. " THEY made her a grave too cold and damp For a soul...night long, by a fire.fly lamp, She paddles her white сaпoе : " And her fire-fly lamp I soon shall see, And her paddle I soon shall hear ; Long and loving...

...Swamp, which contains about two hundred and fifty square miles, between Alexandria and Virginia. " They made her a grave too cold and damp For a soul...her white canoe. And her Fire-fly lamp I soon shall see, And her paddle I soon shall hear; Long and loving our life shall be — And I'll hide the maid...

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...Shakvfpmrc's £ (we think with lustice), inriTled them as hifc ccxi. THE LAKE OF THE DISMAL SWAMP ". " They made her a grave too cold and damp, " For a soul...by a fire-fly lamp, " She paddles her white canoe. * This affecting little piece is from the pen of Mr. Thomas Moore, and is founded, he tells us, on...