...That they nothing seem without thee ; By that pure and lucid mind Earthly things were too refined. Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul...burning generous swell, Fancy, and the poet's shell. WOLFE. Tecum una periernnt gaudia nostra. I fuge immemor mei ; Qvid umbret illam cura nigra frontem...

...meanest things in light ; And when thou, like him, art going, I. >:••';••: objects fade in night. All things look'd so bright about thee. That they...whether they too were inspired by any real event. SONG. Air — Qramackree. 1. " If I had thought thou could'st have died, I might not weep for thee...

...without thee ; By that pure and lucid rnind Earthly things were too refined. Like the Sun, SEC. III. Go, thou vision wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul...Fancy and the Poet's shell. Go, thou vision, &c. THE FRAILTY OF BEAUTY. I. I must tune up my harp's broken string, For the fair has commanded the strain...

...without thee ; By that pure and lucid mind Earthly things were too refined. Like the Sun, &c. III. Go, thou vision wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul...burning — generous swell, Fancy and the Poet's shell. Ho, thou vision, &c. THE FRAILTY OF BEAUTT. I. /I must tune up my harp's broken string, For the fair...

...lucid mind Earthly things were too, refined. Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul ttiat fell ; Go, for me no longer beaming — Hope and Beauty!...burning, generous swell, Fancy, and the poet's shelL SAMUEL WOODWORTH. TBE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When...

...That they nothing seem without thee ; By that pure and lucid mind Earthly things were too refined. Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul...burning generous swell, Fancy, and the Poet's shell. 183 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY, Born 1 792, died 1822. THE QUESTION. I DREAM'D that, as I wandered by the...

...the tender Abigail drew the curtains noiselessly and close round her charge. 313 CHAPTER XL Go, them vision wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul that fell...burning — generous swell, Fancy and the poet's shell. C. WOLFB. Evening was closing rapidly over the hamlet of Bochelle ; the village-green presented a scene...

...upon my sight — A lovely apparition sent To be a moment's ornament. WORDSWORTH. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT. Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul...for me no longer beaming, — Hope and beauty, fare thee well. WOLFE. NOT many years ago, there used to be pointed out; upon the streets of Glasgow, a...

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...seem without thee, By that pure and lucid mind Earthly things seem too refined. Like the sun, &c. " Go, thou vision wildly gleaming; Softly, on my soul...me no longer beaming — Hope and beauty ! fare ye weU ! Go, and all that once delighted Take, and leave me all benighted ; Glory's burning, generous...