...Lover's head — ; " O mercy !" td myself I cried, " If Lucy should be dead ! " SONG. She dwelt among th' untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid...were none to praise And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the Eye ! — Fair, as a star when only one Is shining in the sky...

...Lover's head— " O Mercy!" to myself I cried, " If Lucy should be dead!" SONG. SHE dwelt among th r untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid...were none to praise And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye!— Fair, as a Star when'only one Is shining in the sky!...

...slide Into a Lover's head — " O mercy !" to myself I cried, " If Lucy should be dead !" VOL I. VIII. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky....

...will slide Into a Lover's head! — " O mercy !" to myself I cried, " If Lucy should be dead !" IX. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky....

...a volume of Wordtworth,fnta a circulating tiiorary ; we da net imagine it has ever been published. She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...were none to praise. And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone, Half hidden from the eye 1 Fair as a star, when only one Is shining on the sky. She...

...slide Into a Lover's head ! — " O mercy !" to myself I cried, " If Lucy should be dead !" IX. f>HE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky....

...our best poets has touched on this matter with the wisdom of inspiration ; these are his words :— " She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave,...

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...of our best poets has touched on this matter with the wisdom of inspiration: these are his words : " She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave...

...although beautiful, bears too close a resemblance to the still more beautiful lines of William Wordsworth, She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. As a versifier Ilalleck is by no means equal to his friend, all of whose poems evince...