FROM A PORTRAIT BY SIR T. LAWRENCE, P.R.A. LAUSANNE. VIGNETTE. THIS beautiful vignette, by Mr. Stanfield, is taken from near Lausanne, on the road to Berne, looking back upon the town and the lake and the mountains which bound its eastern shore. ROME. Drawn by C. Stanfield, A.R.A. "Turn to the Mole which Hadrian reared on high, Whose travelled phantasy from the far Nile's To build for giants, and for his vain earth, His shrunken ashes, raise this dome: How smiles The gazer's eye with philosophic mirth, To view the huge design which sprung from such a birth! Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." Childe Harold, canto iv. st. 152 and 78. |