...be difficult to find her equal. EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE. " Summer has flown on swallow's wings, And earth has buried all her flowers ; No more...linnet sings — But silence sits in faded bowers." SPRING has ripened into summer, summer has mellowed into autumn, autumn has withered into winter, and...

...— Alas for pleasure on the sea, And sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER. SUMMER is gone on swallows'...There is in woods a solemn sound Of hollow warnings whispered round, As Echo in her deep recess For once had turned a prophetess. Shuddering Autumn stops...

...sometimes sigh, And dasn Die tear-drop from my eye 5 To cast a look behind ! THE DEPASTURE OP SUMMEB, SUMMER is gone on swallows' wings, And Earth has buried all her flowers i No more the lark, the linnet sings, But Silence sits in faded bowers. There is a shadow on the plain...

...on the sea, And sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart Has broken many more ! THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER. SUMMER is gone on swallows'...whisper'd round, As Echo in her deep recess For once had tnrn'da prophetess. Shuddering Autumn stops to list, And breathes his fear in sudden sighs, With clouded...

...— Alas for pleasure on the sea, And sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER. SUMMER is gone on swallows'...There is in woods a solemn sound Of hollow warnings whispered round, As Echo in her deep recess For once had turned a prophetess. Shuddering Autumn stops...

...the late robins sing, — What time the leaves are scattered by the gale." THOMAS HOOD. CHAPTER I. " Summer is gone on swallows' wings, And Earth has buried...the linnet sings, But Silence sits in faded bowers." THOMAS HOOD. HE Spring had long ago been buried in her flowery cradle, and her violets and primroses...

...shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart Has broken many more THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER. SUMMER ia gone on swallows' wings, And earth has buried all her flowers : No more the lark, the linnet sings, liut silence sits in faded bowers. There is a shadow on the plain Of Winter ere he comes again, —...

...on the sea, And sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart Has broken many more ! THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER SUMMER is gone on swallows'...There is in woods a solemn sound Of hollow warnings whispered round, As Echo in her deep recess For once had turned a prophetess. Shuddering Autumn stops...

...Congreve's Jeremy says, " a feast for an emperor." Who could starve with such a larder of reading ? THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER. SUMMER is gone on swallows'...But Silence sits in faded bowers. There is a shadow ou the plain Of Winter ere he comes again, — There is in woods a solemn sound Of hollow warnings...

...with a blessing every glade receives High salutation. 265 Dante Gabriel Rossetti : Autumn Idleness. Summer is gone on swallows' wings, And earth has buried...shadow on the plain Of Winter ere he comes again. 266 Hood : Departure of Summer. I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening...