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...heart that stirs, is hard to bind ; A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, ,- . Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning ? A FAREWELL TO TOBACCO. May the Babylonish curse Straight confound my stammering verse, If I can a...

...is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My «prighily neighbor, gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall...bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning! TO CHARLES LLOYD, AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR. ALONE, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary thing,...

...is hard to bind; A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind,— Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbor, gone before To that unknown and silent shore! Shall...bliss that would not go away, — A sweet forewarning ? THE HOUSEKEEPER. THE frugal snail, with forecast of repose, Carries his house with him where'er he...

...sura, is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbor, gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall...bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning! TO CHARLES LLOYD, AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR. AI.ONE, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary thing,...

...for the Georgics." The verses must have been written in the very happiest of Lamb's serious moods. I cannot refrain from the luxury of quoting the conclusion,...ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that could not go away, A sweet forewarning ?" The following letters were written to Manning, at Paris,...

...hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To thut unknown and silent shore, Shall we not meet, as heretofore....upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore -warning ? WAS it some sweet device of faery That mocked my steps with many a lonely glade, And...

...reader's attention. He stops to read them again and again, and dwell on their singular sweetness : " My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go awaT, A sweet forewarning ?" Sometimes in his sonnets the reader finds a broad, deep thought expressed...

...mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to hind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning ? SONNETS. WAS it some sweet device of faery That mocked my steps with many a lonely glade, And fancied...