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Most happy state, that never tak'st revenge For injuries received, nor dost fear The court's great earthquake, the grieved truth of change, Nor none of falsehood's savoury lies dost hear; Nor know'st hope's sweet disease, that charms our sense, Nor its sad cure—dear bought experience." to, anno 1624.

was the day previous to that fixed for their departure, that Guido and Francesca were seated in their chamber for the last time. Both were silent and somewhat sad—for no place was ever yet left without regret. We grow attached unconsciously to the objects we see every day. We may not think so at the time—we may he discontented, and used to talk of their faults; but let us be on the eve of quitting them for ever, and we find that they are dearer than we dreamed.

The love of the inanimate is a general feeling. True, it makes no return of affection, neither does it disappoint it; its associations are from our thoughts and emotions. We connect the hearth with the confidence which has poured forth the full soul in its dim twilight; on the wall we have