...see the early flower Nipp'd by the unfeeling frost, juat when it rose " One of this mood Idoremcmher well. We name him not, what now are earthly names ? In humble dwelling born, retired, remote; I,ovcly in youth, and put it* beauties on." In rural quietude, 'mong hills and streams, 1836.] And...

...being hung, And rolled, and rolled his eye on emptiness, That seemed to grow more empty every hour. One of this mood I do remember well : We name him...And there watching his little flock ; or heard The plowman talking to his steers — his hopes, His morning hopes, awoke before him smiling, Among the...

...formalist, and the worldling, tracing the sin of all to its primal cause, ' pride, self-adoring pride.' ' One of this mood I do remember well: We name him not....earthly names ? In humble dwelling born, retired, remote And melancholy deserts, where the sun In rural quietude ; 'mongst hills, and streams, Saw, as he passed,...

...author's early hopes, wishes, and disappointments ; and does, indeed, seem to come from the heart. " One of this mood I do remember well. We name him not,...streams, And melancholy deserts, where the Sun Saw, as lie passed, a shepherd only, here And there, watching his little flock, or heard The ploughman talking...

...episode, which is evidently a tale of that bitterness which only the heart that feels it, knows. " One of this mood I do remember well : We name him...humble dwelling born, retired, remote In rural quietude ; 'mongst hills, and streams, And melancholy deserts, where the sun Saw, as he passed, a shepherd only,...

...he returns again and again with never-to-be-weaned affection to the scenery of his beloved home, " 'Mong hills, and streams And melancholy deserts, where...passed, a shepherd only here And there watching his litlle flock : or heard The plowman talking to his steers." Few have drawn to a greater extent from...

...bitterness which only the heart that feels ft, knows. "One of this mood I do remember well : We oame him not. What now are earthly names ? In humble dwelling born, retired, remote In rural quietude ; 'monget hills, and streams, And melancholy deserts, where the sun Saw, at he passed, a shepherd only,...

...at lead u unexampled in their peculiar kind as its crudities. The Chriitian Poet. ONE of this mood 1 do remember well. We name him not, what now are earthly names? In humble dwelling horn, retired, remote ; In rural quietude, 'mong hills, and streams, And melancholy deserts, where...

...and in his sketches of inanimate nature, he often returns to the scenery of his much loved home. " 'Mong hills and streams And melancholy deserts, where...flock: or heard The ploughman talking to his steers." Few have drawn more upon real life than our author, or delighted more to clothe favourite images with...

...being hung, And rolled, and rolled his eye on emptiness, That eeemed to grow more empty every hour. One of this mood I do remember well : We name him not, what now are earthly names 1 In humble dwelling horn, retired, remote, In rural quietude ; 'mong hills, and streams, And melancholy...