...ceased,' says tl\c poet, speak ini: of a sound of heavenly voices about a ship, — Tt ceased ; yet Mill the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods ail night Singeth a quiet tune. Culeridgc. " There is a gi eater accession of flowers, in this month...

...their iweet jargoning ! And now 't was like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is and the language which is characteristic of indulged, anger? quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward...

...quiet radiance of the moon ! and the brooks, how soothing is their voice even in the still night — " A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." But in London there are the opera, and state balls, and morning concerts, and afternoon dejunes, and...

...twilight comes on, the owl and the bat flit through the air, and perhaps a low, melodious gush is heard : A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night, Siugeth a quiet tune. An interesting object to the naturalist is the angler's may-fly, which generally...

...the bat flit through the air, and perhaps a low, melodious gush is heard : A noise like of a bidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night, Singeth a quiet tune. An interesting object to the naturalist is the angler's may-fly, which generally appears about the...

...prettiest murmur. And then, in reminding you of these murmurs, he reminds you of the poets. A noise as of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.—Cvleridgt. Yes, the brook rinyeth; but it would not sing so well,—it would not have that...

...miied, now one by one. " And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. "It...the sleeping woods all night, Singeth a quiet tune." The sleeping woods ! I never heard them snore, but I'll he sworn I have seen them in their dusky slumbers,...

...mixed, now one by one. " And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. "...the sleeping woods all night, Singeth a quiet tune." The sleeping woods ! I never heard them snore, but I'll be sworn I have seen them in their dusky slumbers,...

...history on the face of it. — A/In IMIIIII. JUNE REMINISCENCES. Prom the Dublin University Magazine. "A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." Coleridge. WHAT a glorious day it is ! Talk not to me of Italian skies — " Shining on, shining on,...

...their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is not to declare ; But ere my living life returned, quietly sailed on, Yet петег a breeze did breathe ; Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward...