...Pastoral Ballad, in Four Parts ; " — '• From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow ! How the nightingales warble their loves From thickets of roses that blow ! »»»*** " Then the lily no longer is white ; Then the rose is deprived of its bloom...

..." Pastoral Ballad, in Four Parts : " " From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow ! How the nightingales warble their loves From thickets of roses that blow I " Then the lily no longer is white ; Then the rose is deprived of its bloom ; Then...

...think she might like to retire To the bower I have labored to rear ; 0 how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac, to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands, and groves What strains of wild melody flow : How the nightingales...

...shrub that I heard her admire But I hastened and planted it there. O how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac, to render it gay! Already it calls for my love, To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow ! How the nightingales...

...prune the wild branches away. 68 PASTORAL. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow ! How the nightingales warble their loves From thickets of roses that blow ! And when her bright form shall appear, Each bird shall harmoniously join In a concert,...

...shrub that I heard her admire But I hastened and planted it there. O how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac, to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love, To prune the wild branches away. 68 PASTORAL. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow! How...

...shrub that I heard her admire, But I hasten'd and planted it there. Oh, how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac to render it gay! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. 4. From the plains, from the woodlands, and groves, What strains of wild melody flow! How the nightingales...

...But I hasted and planted it there. 0 how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac render it gay 1 Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. . . . All her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever...

...shrub that I heard her admire, But I hasted and planted it there. Oh how sudden the jessamine strove ed, weak and weary, Over many a quaint brandies away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves, What strains of wild melody flow? How...

...shrub that I heard her admire, But I hasted and planted it there. Oh how sudden the jessamine strove With the lilac to render it gay! Already it calls for my love, To prune the wild branches away. And in Solicitude: Ere I show you the charms of my love, She's fairer than you can believe. With her...