...That paints, by strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, ( { f \ A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy. That...

...would have pronounced upon it as another great poet, led by the same fancies, afterwards did — : ' But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy ' — can only be matter of conjecture. The rain seems to have forced him — we may be sure reluctantly...

...that I tie round my legs to quicken their motion when I go out a maying. (NB) I don't often go * " But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...rival in the light of day Her delicate creation." out a maying — Must is the tense with me now. Do you take the pun ? Young Romilly is divine ;* the...

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

...would have pronounced upon it as another great poet, led by the same fancies, afterwards did — ' But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy ' — can only be matter of conjecture. The rain seems to have forced him — we may be sure reluctantly...

...That paints, hy strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of foreign charms decay'd, And pastoral melancholy." And why hast thou, wild singing spirit of the Highland...

...That paints, by strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of foreign charms decay1 d, And pastoral melancholy." And why hast thou, wild singing spirit of the Highland...

...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,...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 —...

...That paints, by strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy. That region left, the vale unfolds Rich groves of lofty stature, * And most delicious is the verse...

...will stay to shed a tear, And breathe a prayer. MY FIRSTBORN. " But tbou that didst appear so /ai> To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day, Her delicate creation ! ' ' WORDSWORTH \T shall not be "Albert" nor "Arthur," Though both are respectable men, His name shall...