...splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker full of richest dyes, Pouring new...woods, And dipping in warm light the pillared clouds. Mom on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales The gentle wind,...

...a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker fuE of richest dyes, Pouring new glory on the autumn woods,...warm light the pillared clouds. Morn on the mountain, Eke a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate...

...fpirit breathing now Its mellow richnefs on the clufter'd trees, And from a beaker full of richeft dyes Pouring new glory on the autumn woods, And dipping in warm light the pillar'd clouds. Morn on the mountain, like a fummer bird, Autumn. Lifts up her purple wing, and in...

...splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker, full of richest dyes, Pouring...sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf, oud Mirs up life . X Within the solemn. woods of ash deep-crimsoned. And silver beech, and maple yellow-leaved,...

...splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellowed richness on the clustered trees, And from a beaker full of richest dyes, Pouring new...on the autumn woods And dipping in warm light the pillowed clouds. Oh ! what a glory doth this world put on For him who with a fervent heart goes forth...

...splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellowed richness on the clustered trees, And from a beaker full of richest dyes, Pouring new...on the autumn woods And dipping in warm light the pillowed clouds. Oh ! what a glory doth this world put on For him who with a fervent heart goes forth...

...wigwam. To really enjoy country life one should rise early, and be out in the fields and meadows, when " Morn, on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing." There is then an indescribable freshness in the air, the birds are singing their sweetest songs, and...

...splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees, And from a beaker full of richest dyes Pouring new...summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vale The gentle wind, a swelt and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf and stirs up life Within...

...than the greatest works of Nature. They are " the masterpieces of her own masterpiece." DRIFT-WOOD. Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up...sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf. AUTUMN. Thou driftest gently down the tides of sleep. To A CHILD. SEPTEMBER 12. " I like," said he,...

...the air are growing louder, more full of strength ; the branches of the elms bow down before them ; the gentle wind, a " sweet and passionate wooer," kisses the blushing leaf with perhaps a fiercer warmth than it did a month agone. It is in the spring — so we have been told...