...delighted O with this screaming of the owl. Wordsworth's fine passage descriptive of the boy who " blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, that they might answer him," and of the mirth that followed, will be readily recalled. Another of these abusive epithets is " gray."...

...there, with fingers interwoven, both hands Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, • Coleridge refers to this poem, as proving the perfect truth of Nature in Wordsworth's images and...

...his mouth, and shout aloud, mimicking the hooting of the owls, who would answer him " with qnivering peals, And long halloos and screams, and echoes loud Redoubled and redoubled." When they failed to answer him, and he hung listening intently for their voices, he would sometimes...

...there, with fingers interwoven, both hands Press'd closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings...! And, when it chanced That pauses of deep silence mock'd his skill, Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild...

...both hands Press'd closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, ho, as through an instrument, Blow mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they might...! And, when it chanced That pauses of deep silence mock'd his skill, Then, sometimes, in that silence, whilo he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild...

...first from the lines on the Boy OP WINANDER-MERE,* — who " Blew mimic hootingg to the silent OWIs, That they might answer him. — And they would shout Across the watery vale, and ehout again, With long halloos, and screams, and echoes lond Redoubled and redoubled ; concourse wild...

...who "....with fingers interwoven, both hands Pressed closely palm to palm, and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, blew mimic hootings to the silent owls. This Boy was taken from his Mates and died in childhood, ere he was full twelve years old. Fair is...

...your horse holded, sir ?" Well, the bard of Avon was right, as were other poets who eulogize the " Echoes loud, Redoubled and redoubled, concourse wild Of mirth and jocund din." For there is nothing more exhilarating to the senses of all keen and ardent sportsmen than the rich...

...And there with fingers interwoven, both hands Press'd slowly palm to palm, and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls.* Here the imitation is said to have been so accurate, that the birds themselves were deceived— 1 To...

...there, with fingers interwoven, both hands Pressed closely palm to palm, and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings...would shout Across the watery vale, and shout again, Eesponsive to his call, with quivering peals, And long halloos and screams, and echoes loud, Eedoubled...