...the break wo see the lovers before dawn, moving from his nest, and, next moment, Hail to thee, blythe spirit, Bird thou never wert; That from Heaven, or...full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art! Hail, also, to the radiant tresses of the morn, now emulous of Nora of the amber hair, for day is indeed...

...brief extract ; the two former, and particularly the first, are splendid compositions. To A SKYLARK. " Hail to thee ! blithe Spirit Bird thou never wert ! That from Heaven, or near it, Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chauut, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing...

...the whole air seems sparkling and alive with the light of hia strains ; singing, as Shelley says, ' In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening ; Like a high-born maiden In a palace-tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music...

...boon 1 ask of thee, beloved Night ; Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SEYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird them never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. THE SKY-LARK. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singcst. In the golden lighting Of the sunken sun. O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float...

...ask of thee, beloved Night ; Swift he thine approaching flight, TO A SKYLARK. HA1L to thee, hlithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert. That from heaven, or...the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The hlue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning...

...SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird tbou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Poorest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated...art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springes! Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou w ingest. And singing still dost soar, and soaring...

...burthen thme. . I fear thy mien, thy tones, thy motion, Thou needest not fear mine ; TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...still and higher, From the earth thou springest Like a eloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest....

...over the still stream. Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the neit valley-glades." KZAT*. "Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." SHELLET. 'MiDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the faint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...