...nothing said: " But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...nothing said: " But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...years ago, "that the most accomplished prince in Europe was an Adonis of fifty!" " Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse !" I look out of my window and see that a shower has jus! fallen : the fields look green after it,...

...the door, Stands ready to smite once, & smite no more." Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is pass'd, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And...valleys low, where the mild whispers use. Of shades, & wanton winds, & gashing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all...

...Ham. The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns - Id., iii. I. Return Alpheus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return Sicilian Muse ' Lycidas.' 132. Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes The genuine mien and character would trace...

...lovely verses, the beautiful fictions of Paganism and Theocritus to come back : — " Return, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ;...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...it. It is the passage which contains that exquisite description of the flowers : " Return, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ;...the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flo w'rcts of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds...

...that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more. Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams;...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...that two-handed engine ut the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more. Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ;...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green-turf suck...

...late, For a laggard in love and a dastard in war AVas to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar." " Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowreis of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds,...