No artist-nopoet or writer, at all events-couldenjoy a more consolatory vision.

No mother could be more consolatory than Mrs. Crane.

I did so; and wished it were more consolatory to her: but she was all patient attention: tears, however, often trickling down her cheeks.

But I thought, that the gloom of uncertainty in solemn religious speculation, being mingled with hope, was yet more consolatory than the emptiness of infidelity.