How many good books suffer neglect through the inefficiency of their beginnings!

Yes," I said, "for the love of God!

...If you do not take it up with you in some way, I shall be under the necessity of breaking your head with this shovel

To Helen Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo, in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand, Ah! Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land!

The want of an international Copy-Right Law, by rendering it nearly impossible to obtain anything from the booksellers in the wayof remuneration for literary labor, has had the effect of forcing many of our very best writers into the service of the Magazines and Reviews.

Children are never too tender to be whipped. Like tough beefsteaks, the more you beat them, the more tender they become.

Leave my loneliness unbroken