...came near thee : Thou tovest ; but ne'er love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream i We look belbre and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...plain, What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain ! Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem, Things more true and deep, Than we mortals dream,...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ! We look before and after And pine for what is not, Our sincerest laughter, With some pain is fraught...

...? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain 1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ! We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught:...

...near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream. Or...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sineerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...near thee : Thou lovcst ; hut ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look hefore and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...fly away, And mix with their eternal ray. . {Byron.) . Waking or asleep, Thou of elm! ¡i must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream , Or how could thy notes flow in such crystal stream ? (Percy Bysshc Shelley.) Rememberest thou the hour we past, That hour the happiest...

...near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem there intervene Pressure of hands, perhaps even a chaste kiss ,•— I learned the little that I ! We look before and after, And pine for what U not : Our einccrest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem ity ! so frail, so fair, Are the fond visions of thy early day, Till tyrant passion and corrosive car t We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our nincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...