...ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good night carol more. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; (o) At intervals, some bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There sems...

...the light drip of the suspended oar. Or chirps the grasshopper one good-oight carol more ; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his lili ; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There...

...of the loon is heard — but nothing sings, save in some places an occasional and stray warbler — "Some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still" — and the mosquitoes. Now and then a duck is seen with her family of young ones — but these fly...

...equally pregnant with moral instruction. On the other hand, the grasshopper is like many other mortals, " An evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill." These, in the opinion of my friend, the learned William Spence, depend not on one instinct, but many...

...carol more; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who make« His life an infancy, and sings his nil; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts...of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they mfnse Deep iuto nature's breast tin spirit of her hues. LXXXVIIl. Ye stars! which are the poetry of...

...grasshopper one good night carol more; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice « moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill; But that is fancy—for the starliglit dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till...

...the light drip of the suspended oar. Or chirps the grasshopper one good-nigbl carol more; LXXXV». He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sing« bis fill; At interval*, some bird from out the brakes Starts into \oice a moment, then isslill....

...draught, and sweet the blooming maid, M'lici touch'd her lyre beneath the fragrant shade. Sir W. Janet. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Lord Byron's Childe Haralde. AWE', v. & n. AWE'FUL, AWE'FULLY,' AWE'FULNESS,...

...though stern could ever feel j Affection chained her to that heart; Ambition tore the links apart. Id. At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts...There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that a fancy t for the starlight dews AH silently ihcir tears of love- instill, Weeping themselves away,...

...though stern could ever feel ; Affection chained her to that heart ; Ambition tore the links apart. M At intervals some bird from out the brakes Starts...then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hit!, I'n! that i* fancy r for tho starlight dews к» AU silently their lean of love instill. Weeping...