...this hollow gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray?" • Mason's " Ode to a Friend." In the same richly poetic vein are the following lines from Collins's...

...Mason could be in borrowing the mere shell and outward echo of Gray's poetical performances. The famous While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray. which Gray pronounced "superlative," and which the modern reader must admit to be pretty, belong also...

...four Odes which I had j ust published separately.— Mason. 4 Mason says the lines are : "While thro' the west, where sinks the crimson Day, Meek twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray," etc. 5 ' ' and ancient Greece. " — Mitford and (independently) Mr. Gosse. Wharton has been reading...

...Mason could be in borrowing the mere shell and outward echo of Gray's poetical performances. The famous While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray. which Gray pronounced "superlative," and which the modern reader must admit to be pretty, belong also...

...overrated him is natural, but that he should have pronounced two lines in one of his friend's odes : — While through the West, where sinks the crimson day,...Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey — superb, is not easily explained. Few men contributed more to the Romantic Revival than the...

...pale willows faultering whispers wake. And Evening conies with locks bedropt with dew.- — Mickle. While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey. Mason. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her...

...regarded as as ' superlative ' a Gray-like couplet in ' Melancholy ' (' To a Friend'): While thro' the west, where sinks the crimson Day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banner gray. 'The Fate of Tyranny' is a paraphrase of part of the fourteenth chapter of Isaiah —...

...gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While thro' the west, where sinks the crimson Day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey? Say, from affliction's various source Do none but turbid waters flow? And cannot Fancy clear...

...than I remember his " English Garden," — longer than I remember his best couplet of verse : — " While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray." • Many of the bibliographers, even, have omitted mention of it. t Of which the first book was published...

...this hollow gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day,...Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray? " • • Mason's " Ode to a Friend." In the same richly poetic vein are the following lines from Collins's...