Alders were sleeping, and willows weeping by a slow river of rippling weeds; gladdon-swords guarded the fords, and green spears, and arrow-reeds.

Dust, that a breath could blow aside, yet that was once, like ourselves, animate with hope, passion, and sorrow, is below; around are the vain memorials of human grief and human pride; yet all alike dedicated to the gone.

How did the universe begin? . . . . [W]ithin a few years the new giant radio telescopes, which enable man to probe far deeper into interstellar space than the biggest optical telescope, will provide some sort of an answer.

CHEVRONEL, a diminutive of chevron, and as ſuch only containing half a chevron.