...nothing. Ah, for some retreat Deep in yonder shining Orient, where my life began to beat; Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and palms...

...beat; Where in wild Mahratta-battle fell my father evil-starred; Or to burst all links of habit—there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. *. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and palms...

...my father evil-starred ; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ward. Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shades and palms...

...my father evil-starred ; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ward. Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and palms...

...fell my father evilstarr'd ; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ward. Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and palms...

...strength, (if tin r will were strong enough,) to break away from this artifieial life, " To burst all links of habit — there to wander far away On from island unto island at the gateways of the day." *••**• " There, they think, would be enjoyment, more than in this mareh of mind, In the...

...fell my father evil-starred; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ward. Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy Breadths of tropic shade and palms in cluster,...

...nothing. Ah, for some retreat Deep in yonder shining Orient, where my life began to beat ; Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and palms...

...my father erflstarr'd ; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ll ward. Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far , away, On from island unto island at the gateways of tha l day. Larger constellations burning, mellow moons and happy skies, Breadths of tropic shade and...

...almost desert civilization altogether, and say with the poet, — "Oil, to burst all links of habit, and to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day ! " " Fine, yet impracticable," I remark ; " no time like the present," I add, as I clap my net...