...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bngle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh, love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying,...

...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dy ng. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky ; They faint on hill,...river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying,...

...And thinner, clearer, farther going ! Oh sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elf-landa faintly blowing ! Blow ! let us hear the purple glens...bugle'; — answer', echoes', — dying', dying", dying' ! 3. Oh love ! they0 die ia yon rich sky ; They faint on hill, or field, or river ! Our echoes roll...

...clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow! let us hear the purple glens...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, — dying, dying, dying ! in. O love, they die in yon rich sky; They faint on hill, or field, or river: Our echoes roll from...

...And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the purple glens...replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river; Onr echoes roll from soul...

...clear, a" And thinner, cleaver, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. [From "The Princess: a Medley." — This is the well-known bugle-song, ' the idea of which is that...

...faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : UPON THE SHINING 3 2 u X h GORGE TO g S 1 Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying....field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, 1 U H i Q U J g jj And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And...

...clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens...; And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. Alfred Tennyson. THE LOOK OF LOVE. 'Tis not the lily brow I prize, Nor roseate cheeks nor sunny eyes,...

...blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Ibid. Canto iii. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. Ibid. Canto iii. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine...

...Blow, Jet us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill....flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. EPITAPH.— Ben Jonson, 1574—1637. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's...