...Sweet Luggie, sylvan Bothlin — fairer twain Than ever sung themselves into the sea, Lucid jUgean, gemmed with sacred isles — Were rolled together...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tassel' d, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Thro1 all their mystical entanglement...

...all the dear design May reach completion, married to my song As far as words can syllable desire." A fairy carpet on the barren lea. No sun, yet all...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tassell'd, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Through all their mystical...

...Before blind darkness and the wormy grave Contain me, and my memory fades away Like a sweet-colored evening, slowly, sad — Once more, O God, thy wonders...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tasselled, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Through all their mystical...

...feather-silent snow Thickens the air with strange delight, and lays A fairy carpet on the barren lea. ifo sun, yet all around that inward light Which is in...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tasselled, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Through all their mystical...

...know, The woodruff and the hyacinth are fair In their own season; with the bilberry THE SNOWSTORM. A WINTER day! the feather-silent snow Thickens the...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tasselled, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Thro' all their mystical entanglement...

...to all his peeres. Edmuml Spenser. Christmas Weather in Scotland. 205 CHEISTMAS WEATHEE IN SCOTLAND. A winter day ! the feather-silent snow Thickens the...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tasselled, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Through all their mystical...

...to his memory. A specimen page of his poem "The Luggie " reached him the very day before his death. How beautiful ! afar on moorland ways, Bosomed by...phantom), hidden clouds Let fall soft beauty, till each greenfir branch Is plumed and tassellcd till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores,...

...light Which is in purity, — a soft moonshine, The silvery dimness of a happy dream. How beautiful 1 afar on moorland ways, Bosomed by mountains, darkened...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tasselled, till each heather stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Thro' all their mystical entanglement...

...snow Thickens the air with strange delight, and lays A fairy carpet on the barren lea. No sun, but, all around, that inward light Which is in purity,...soft beauty, till each green fir branch Is plumed and tnsseled, till each heather 'stalk Is delicately fringed. The sycamores, Through all their mystical...