...quite enough to stamp the moral of the thing never to be forgotten ; " bright volumes of vapour," ' But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...rival in the light of day Her delicate creation." — T. &c. The last verse of Susan was to be got rid of, at all events. It threw a kind of dubiety...

...quite enough to stamp the moral of the thing never to be forgotten ; " bright volumes of vapour," 1 "But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...rival in the light of day Her delicate creation." — T. &c. The last verse of Susan was to be got rid of, at all events. It threw a kind of dubiety...

...season was in the " heart of June," and I could say with the poet, But thou, that didst appear so fait To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation ! * Bridget's was more a waking bliss than mine, for she easily remembered her old acquaintance again—...

...Pity sanctifies the Verse That paints, by strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst...decayed. And pastoral melancholy. That region left, the rale unfolds Rich groves of lofty stature, With Yarrow winding through the pomp Of cultivated nature...

...pastoral poet found his day-dreams of the unvisited Yarrow excelled by the waking reality : — "And thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Its delicate creation." What would Augustine have said if he had witnessed the realization of his day-dreams...

...own. Wordsworth caught the spirit of the scone, and gave it expression in his " Yarrow Visited :"— " Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still...of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy." And when the traveller descends into the lower valleys, and follows their course, he will acknowledge...

...breathed balmily about it ; the season was in the ' ' heart of June, " and I could say with the poet, But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation ! Bridget's was more a waking bliss than mine, for she easily remembered her old acquaintance again...

...breathed balmily about it ; the season was in the " heart of June," and I could say with the poet — But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation ! Bridget's was more a waking bliss than mine, for she easily remembered her old acquaintance again...

...kiss'd his cheek, she kaim'd his hair, As oft she had done before, 0 ; [Dowif — means melancholy. " Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still...of forest charms decayed. And pastoral melancholy." yarrow FMML] She belted him with his noble brand, And he's away to Yarrow. As he gaed up the Tennies...

...witness, rueful Yarrow! But then, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, „" Dost rival iu the light of day Her delicate creation : " ', Meek loveliness is round thee spread, . \ softness still and holy; The grace of forest charms decay'd, Aud pastoral nicUinchoIv.* vi That...