...fortunes true ; The stars may hide in the upper sky, But without glass we fathom you. DAYS. T\AMSELS of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. THE CHARTIST'S COMPLAINT. T^VAY ! hast thou two facea, Making...

...Some true result will yet appear Of what we are, together, here. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH. DAYS. "pvAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, •*-"^ Muffled and...Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all. 1, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and...

...thrills and ties of Law, Which bind the strength of Nature wild To the conscience of a child. DAYS. DAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. MY GAKDEN. IF I could put my woods in song, And tell what 's...

...we are, together, here. ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH. DAYS. TPvAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, -1— ' Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. RW EMERSON. HUMAN LIFE. O AD is our youth, for it is ever going,...

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...and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and faggots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his...apples, and the day Turned and departed silent.*' " Hast thou named all the birds without a gun ? Loved the wood-rose and left it on its stalk P At rich...

...fortunes true ; The stars may hide in the upper sky, But without glass we fathom you. DAYS. S T\ AUGIITER of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. THE CHARTIST'S COMPLAINT T\AY ! hast thou two faces, Making...

...fortunes true ; The stars may hide in the upper sky, But without glass we fathom you. DAYS. T\ AUGIITEESof Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot...and sky that holds them all • I, in my pleached gardon, watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day...

...eleven lines, as printed in " May-Day," begins "Damsels of Time ;" but I prefer the original word. '• Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn." Rare if not imaginary must have been the "day" that did not...

...read your fortunes true ; The stars may hide in the upper sky, But without glass we fathom you. DAYS. DAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and...and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. THE CHARTIST'S COMPLAINT. DAY ! hast thou two faces, Making...