...sanctity of death attaches to them ; a saddened majesty. They learn somewhat from their intercourse with "the shadow, cloaked from head to foot, who keeps the keys of all the creeds." Many of the minor moods and keys of nature and humanity are henceforth musical to them. Thoughts and...

...it. The cultured citizen of England, as the uncultivated negro of Africa, shrinks in terror from " The shadow cloaked from head to foot, Who keeps the keys of all the creeds ;' ' the terror in the former being perhaps less violently manifested (but not less keenly felt) than...

...XXIII. Now, sometimes in my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloaked from head to foot Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...

...my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloak 'd from head to foot Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...

...my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloak 'd from head to foot Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...

...believer may be IMS faithful than he who honestly doubts while waiting for — " The Shadow cloak'd from head to foot Who keeps the keys of all the creeds." XPD ADDISON : BEST (5tt S. vi. 29, 173, 236, 319.)Much information concerning the Addison family may...

...my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloak'd from head to foot, Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...

...my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloak' d from head to foot, Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...

...of the streets, and the spell wrought upon you by the brief saunter where sits " The Shadow cloak'd from head to foot Who keeps the keys of all the creeds," is broken with a shock. And by-and-by, when in the noisier thoroughfares, vague fancies will come to...

...XXJ11. Now, sometimes in my sorrow shut, Or breaking into song by fits ; Alone, alone, to where he sits, The Shadow cloaked from head to foot, Who keeps the keys of all the creeds, I wander, often falling lame, And looking back to whence I came, Or on to where the pathway leads ;...