And yet so soft as hers; It sometimes swam in Hquid light, And sometimes swam in tears; It seemed a beauty set apart For softness and for sighs. MRS. WELBY, THE school-room at Roselands was a very pleas0nt apartment; the ceiling, it is true, was somewhat fower than in the more modern portion of the building, for the wing in which it was situated dated back to the old-fashioned days prior to the Revo lution, while the larger part of the mansion had not stood more than twenty or thirty years; but the effect was relieved by windows reaching from floor to ceil ing, and opening on a veranda which overlooked a lovely flower-garden, beyond which were fields and woods and hills. The view from the veranda was very beautiful, and the room itself looked most in viting, with its neat matting, its windows draped with snow-white muslin, its comfortable chairs, and pretty rosewood desks.(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at www.forgottenbooks.org