...dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder press, with patient look, Thou watchcst the last oozings hours by hours. ' Where are the songs...; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn ; Hedge- crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft ; And...

...where are they ? But, sober Autumn, thou hast music too— While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ;...now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden croft ; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies." THE superiority of the works of nature...

...hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small...now, with treble soft, The redbreast whistles from a garden croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. TENNYSON. THE POET AND HIS POETRY. [ALFRVD...

...hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft- dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small...now, with treble soft, The redbreast whistles from a garden croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. JAMES HOGG was born on the 25th of January,...

...Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the lost oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring?...garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies ODE ON MELANCHOLY. No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous...

...laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozmgs, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay,...borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; ODE ON MELANCHOLY. No, no ! go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous...

...head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours bv hours. "Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are...bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft ON RECEIVING A COPY OF VERSES FROM SOME LADIES. Hast thou from the caves of Golconda, a gem Pure as...

...brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours bv hours. "VVnere are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they'? Think...bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft ON RECEIVING A COPY OF VERSES FROM SOME LADIES. li(i thou from the caves of Golconda, a gem Pure as...

...the soft-dying day, uch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small knats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft, Or sinking...now, with treble soft, The redbreast whistles from a garden croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. GG was born on the 25th of January, 1772,...

...where are they ! Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the loft dying _z " unloved. But who, when I am turned to clay,...with pious hand shall bring The flowers she cherished boon ; j Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden croft,...