...warm south", and " leave the world unseen,'' — and — (he is addressing the nightingale,) — " And with thee fade away into the forest dim : Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou amongst the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and...

...warm south", and " leave the world unseen,'' — and — (he is addressing the nightingale,) — " And with thee fade away into the forest dim: Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thoa amongst the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit...

...Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! 0 for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful...purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink; and leave thewoild unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim: Fide far away, dissolve, and quite forget...

...Tasting oí Flor» and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! 0 for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful...Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, i And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade ¿way...

...bri«, And purple-etained mouth ; That J might drink, and leave the world unieen* And with thee lade away into the forest dim: Fade far away, dissolve, and' quite forget What thon among the leaves hast never known, The wearinees, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit...

...of Flora, and the country green, Dance and provençal song, and sun-burnt mirth ! Oforubraktr fiiD of the warm south, Full of the true, the blushful...Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple stained mouth ! These beautiful lines, by the illfated Keats, are as beautifully embodied by...

...the warm south," and " leave the world unseen," — and — (he is addressing the nightingale) — " And with thee fade away into the forest dim : Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou amongst the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and...

...Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O fora beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful...dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves has never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...

...Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene With headed bubbles winking at the brim, And purple stained mouth, That I might drink, and leave the world...

...Provencal song, and sunburnt " mirth! " O, for a beaker full of the warm South, " Full of the true, tbe blushful Hippocrene, " With beaded bubbles winking...unseen, " And with thee fade away into the forest dim." » So sang a young poet, who, if he had lived, would have been one of the greatest since the days of...