...hard to blind : A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind — Ye could not Hester. " My sprightly neighbor, gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall...morning — •' When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Ihth struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning ?" VOL. I. NO....

...dwells in his face." I may use the poet's words now with a single alteration : "My illustrious neighbor, gone before. To that unknown and silent shore: Shall we not meet as heretofore. Some summer morning?" The resolutions were unanimously adopted. On motion of Senator Flint. The senate took a recess until...

...mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour ! gone before To that unknown...upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore- warning ? TO CHARLES LLOYD. AN UNEXPECTED VISITER. ALONE, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless,...

...¡a hard to bind, A hawk's keen eight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour 1 colours seems to be Melted to one rast Iris of the west, The Old Familiar Faces. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my...

...especially that exquisite stanza — exquisite for its cordial simplicity — My sprightly neighbor ! gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall we not meet as heretofore, Some summer morning ? &c. If, however, criticism is cautious and circumspective when dealing with his verses, it can well...

...thenjm Paiis, is very sad and tender: "Sty uprightly nelfbbor, gone before To that unknown and auoat shore, Shall we not meet, as heretofore, Some summer morning? When from thy cheerful eyee a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that will not 20 away. A ewoet lorewarning." Barry...

...heart that stirs , is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. Lamb. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore- warning? Shrouding her beauties in the lone retreat. No more I hear her footsteps in the shade...

...stirs, is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. AULD EOB1N GRAY. My sprightly neighbour ! gone before To that unknown...bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning ? CHARLES LAMH. When the sheep are in the fauld, when the cows come hame, When a' the weary warld to...

...mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to blind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning ? TO CHARLES LLOYD, AN UNEXPECTED VISITER. ALONE, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary...

...I cannot refrain from the luxury of quoting the conclusion, though many readers have it by heart " My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown...ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that could not go away, A sweet forewarning ?" The following letters were written to Manning, at Pans, while...