...across her bosom young Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN, AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it ; 'Tis a tune worth thy...

...rose she flung From her summer diadem. Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Tho' her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN, AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is growing, The morning wind is in it, 'Tis a tune worth the...

...clay, Though her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all alive. Heartily know, When half gods go The gods arrive." This is noble stoicism. Among...contempt of the world ; that knows itself to have enough, while the world perishes of hunger ; a something which reminds one of the answer of the ant to the...

...fancy-free ; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. " Then thou loved her as thyself ! As a self of purer clay,...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive." At the singing of this, Consuelo's casement was thrown to its height, and she appeared in a white dress,...

...fancy-free ; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. " Then thou loved her as thyself ! As a self of purer clay,...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive." At tlie singing of this, Consuelo's casement was thrown to its height, and she appeared in a white...

...across her bosom young Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. THE EOMANY GIRL. THE sun goes down, and with him takes The coarseness of my poor attire; The fair moon...

...her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free ; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it ; T is a tune worth thy...

...her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free ; Nor lliou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it ; 'T is a tune worth thy...

...Nor them detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. Though them loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Though...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it ; 'T is a tune worth thy...

...her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free ; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer...Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. TO ELLEN AT THE SOUTH. THE green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it ; T is a tune wtorth thy...