AND IMITATIONS, BY HOPE. "The past is the Poet's-that world is his own- L. E. LONDON: JOHN OLLIVIER, 59, PALL MALL. 390. PREFACE. THE brightest skies are sometimes overcast, the fairest prospects may be dimmed by a passing shower, but the tears of nature give place to the glories of the rainbow, and the glad sunlight triumphs over the shade. Again,-night dews glisten upon the earth, but the morning sun smiles away, and even as they fall, they are held to be the promise of a clearer morrow; and though darkness may overshadow the face of nature, we know that the grey beams of the returning sun will tremble into being, and bring light, and life, them and enchantment to the landscape. with the heart and the hopes of man. Just so is it Truly has it |