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BY W. H. CHANNING.
“ Quando Lo raggio della grazia, onde s'accende
Verace amore, e che poi cresce amando, Multiplicato in te tanto risplende,
Che ti conduce su per quella scala,
U? senza risalir nessun discende,
Per la tua sete, in libertà non fòra,
ss Weite Welt und breites Leben,
Langer Jahre redlich Streben,
“My purpose holds
“Remember how august the heart is. It contains the temple not only of Love but of Conscience; and a whisper is heard from the extremity of one to the extremity of the other.”
“If all the gentlest-hearted friends I knew
Concentred in one heart their gentleness,
It was while Margaret was residing at Jamaica Plain, in the summer of 1839, that we first really met as friends, though for several years previous we had been upon terms of kindest mutual regard. And, as the best way of showing how her wonderful character opened upon me, the growth of our acquaintance shall be briefly traced.
The earliest recollection of Margaret is as a schoolmate of my sisters, in Boston. At that period she was considered a prodigy of talent and accomplishment; but a sad feeling prevailed, that she had been overtasked by her father, who wished to train her like a boy, and that she was paying the penalty for undue application, in nearsightedness, awkward manners, extravagant tendencies of thought, and a pedantic style of talk, that made her a butt for the ridicule of frivolous companions. Some seasons later, I call to mind seeing, at the “Commencements” and “Exhibitions” of Harvard University, a girl, plain in appearance, but of dashing air, who