...sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles rain. Come read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour...

...sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem. Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall sooth this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from...

...linellau prydferth Longfellow, y bardd o'r tu hwnt i'r Môr Werydd. Dyma hwy, heb eu cyfieithu : — • Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour,...

...is not akin to pain, And resembles Borrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me come poem. Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe...day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the hards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial...

...poems in another mood of mind, they may appear too tame, uniform, and gentle ; for they come, — " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time " ; — but, " from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds...

...sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, Not from the grand old masters, Not from...

...sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some .poem, Some simple and heartfelt...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour...

...sunshine with the shade.'' 1847.] Nine New Poets. Mr. Longfellow asks his I;ul y-love lo read to him. " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards...Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of lime." This is pretty and musical, and conveys rather :i striking image: Mr. Head thus appropriates...

...vibrating, like the sunshine with the shadfe." Mr. Longfellow asks his lady-love to read lo him. " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, "Whose distant footsteps echo Through ihe corridors of liune." This is pretty and musical, and conveys rather a striking image ; Mr. Read...

...longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Dome, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay,...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour...