...like rams' ! The meeting sweet that made me thrill, The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy,...sigh, And dash the teardrop from my eye, To cast a Iqok behind ! FAJR JNES, OH, saw ye not fair Incs ? She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun...

...that made me thrill, The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No ' satis ' to the ' jams ! ' — When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy,...blithe and kind ! No wonder that I sometimes sigh, 100 And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! FAIR INKS O SAW ye not fair Ines ?...

...her lovely blossoms falter down, I think, "Alas the day!" JEAN INGELOW The Warbling of Blackbirds. Oh, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights were...dash the teardrop from my eye To cast a look behind! HOOD A Retrospective Review. Oh! nature's noblest gift — my gray-goose quill! Slave of rny thoughts,...

...that made me thrill, The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No ' satis ' to the ' jams ! ' — When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy,...blithe and kind ! No wonder that I sometimes sigh, 100 And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! FAIR INES 0 SAW ye not fair Ines ?...

...that made me thrill, The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No ' satis ' to the ' jams ! ' — When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blithe and kind I No wonder that I sometimes sigh, 100 And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind !...

...Anthology. LXXVI. 7. 16 Another tumble! that's his precious nose! HOOD — Parental Ode to My Son. 17 rs of ploughed field or flowery mead. LONGFELLOW —...Chaucer. 3 The country is lyric, — the town dramatic. tear drop from my eye To cast a look behind! HOOD — Retrospective Review. is Children, ay. forsooth,...

...the spot, still tarries to declare How they once lived, and wherefore they are there. A RETROSPECTIVE REVIEW OH, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights...— No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the tear- drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. In those days...

...sweet that made me thrill— The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No "satis" to the "jams!" When that g, feeling man Confirmed in such a rest to keep ;...giveth His beloved, sleep. For me, my heart that ! EUGENE ARAM'S DREAM. in the prime of summer time, An evening calm and .cool, And four^and-twenty...