the dead clouds when the sunlight left the and the west wind blew them before it 1 leaves ? 8. All has passed unregretted as unseer apathy be ever shaken off, even for an only by what is gross or what is extrao yet it is not in the broad and fierce man the elemental energies, not in the clash nor the drift of the whirlwind, that the acters of the sublime are developed. G the earthquake nor in the fire, but in th voice. 9. It is in quiet and subdued passages majesty, the deep, and the calm, and the that which must be sought ere it is se ere it is understood; things which the an for us daily, and yet vary eternally; wh wanting, and never repeated; which are always, yet each found but once: it is that the lesson of devotion is chiefly ta blessing of beauty given. not too bright, etc. (4). This quotation is from beginning "She was a phantom of delight." Point out cases of alliteration in paragraphs 6 and 7 is excessively used in these paragraphs ? THE soft blue sky did never OMSON wrote "The Seasons," an extended but popular poem omes the powerful king of day, Lo! now, apparent all, e dewbright earth, and colored air, in boundless majesty abroad; s the shining day, that burnished plays and hills, and towers, and wandering streams, ming from afar. Prime cheerer, Light! terial beings first, and best! ine! Nature's resplendent robe! whose vesting beauty all were wrapt ential gloom; and thou, O Sun! irrounding worlds! in whom best seen it thy Maker, may I sing of thee? e shining day (2), that is, the light of day. (What figure? 2, III.) — burnished, resplendent; that is, the light renders ight or resplendent. - High gleaming, etc., refers to rocks and ; efflux divine (3); vesting beauty; unessential gloom. figure in the first line, and show its appropriateness. GEORGE ELIOT is the pseudonym of Miss Mary An woman who wrote novels of such remarkable depth and some good judges considered to outrank all other novelis Her works display so great learning, and make such reader's attention, that they can hardly be regarded as Miss Evans was born, November 22, 1819, and died, Some of her principal works are " Adam Bede," "Th "Silas Marner," "Romola," ," "Felix Holt," and "Midd Silas Marner is described, in the story of the same na lived alone in a cottage situated in a retired place. He w and his trust in God and man had been shaken by treach only delight was in counting over in the evenings his litt fruits of his earnings. This gold had been stolen from it time before the occurrence of the event which is here rela The mother perishes in the snow near Silas's cottage creeps in at the open door, and is saved to grow up and his lonely life. 1. In the evening twilight, and later night was not dark, Silas looked out prospect round the stone-pits, listening with hope, but with mere yearning and morning he had been told by some of that it was new-year's eve, and that h and hear the old year rung out and th because that was good luck, and might b back again. 2. Since the on-coming of twilight his door again and again, though only to diately at seeing all distance veiled by t But the last time he opened it the sn and the clouds were parting here and th and listened, and gazed for a long whil mething on the road coming toward him then, aught no sign of it; and the stillness and the ckless snow seemed to narrow his solitude, and his yearning with the chill of despair. went in again, and put his right hand on the the door to close it;- but he did not close it: rrested, as he had been already since his loss, invisible wand of catalepsy, and stood like a mage, with wide but sightless eyes, holding door, powerless to resist either the good or might enter there. en Marner's sensibility returned, he continued n which had been arrested, and closed his door, of the chasm in his consciousness, unaware of ermediate change, except that the light had im, and that he was chilled and faint. He he had been too long standing at the door and out. rning toward the hearth, where the two logs had art, and sent forth only a red uncertain glimmer, himself in his fireside chair, and was stooping his logs together, when, to his blurred vision, it as if there was gold on the floor in front of the gold-his own gold-brought back to him as usly as it had been taken away! He felt his gin to beat violently, and for a few moments unable to stretch out his hand and grasp the treasure. e heap of gold seemed to glow and get larger his agitated gaze. He leaned forward at last, tched forth his hand; but instead of the hard h the familiar, resisting outline, his fingers end soft, warm curls. In utter amazement, Silas ma it was a sleeping child, with soft, yellow rings all over its hea 7. Could this be his little sister come a dream, his little sister whom he ha in his arms for a year before she died, small boy without shoes or stockings? first thought that darted across Silas's ment. Was it a dream? 8. He rose to his feet again, push gether, and, throwing on some dried le raised a flame; but the flame did not dis -it only lit up more distinctly the li of the child and its shabby clothing. It like his little sister. Silas sunk into 1 less, under the double presence of an i prise and a hurrying influx of memor when had the child come in without He had never been beyond the door. 9. But there was a cry on the hearth awaked, and Marner stooped to lift it clung round his neck, and burst louder that mingling of inarticulate cries with which little children express the bewild ing. Silas pressed it to him, and almos uttered sounds of hushing tenderness thought himself that some of his porri got cool by the dying fire, would do to with, if it were only warmed up a lit 10. He had plenty to do through The porridge, sweetened with some di from an old store which he had refrai for himself, stopped the cries of the littl |