...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men...

...1'rom out the brakes. Shirts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, — for the starlight dews All silently their tears ol' love instil, Weeping themselves away." Lake Leman, in a Storm. "Thy sky i$ changed ! — and such...

...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' All heaven and earth are still, — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling...

...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill. But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...Deep into nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Lxxxvnr. " Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven! If in your bright leaves we would read the fata...

...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into nature's breabt the spirit of her hues. LXXXVI1I. " Ve stars ! Of men and empires,— '(is to be forgiven, That...

...from out th» Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seemi a floating whisper on the brakes, hill, But that is fancy, for the star-light dews All...Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues." pp. 4T, 48. Attracted as we are by these beautiful lines, we must consent to pass over the remaining...

...out t lie brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on th« hill, But that is fancy, for the star-light dews ,...Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues." pp. 47, 48. Attracted us we are by these beautiful lines, we must consent to pass over the remaining...

...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, thill they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues Lxxxvm. Ye stars! which are the...

...beautiful, though somewhat mystical, lines of Lord Byron would almost persuade one to calculate a nativity: Ye stars, which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires—'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal...

...bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently t^ir tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the...