...sense of relief at these words: and then looking down again immediately burst into tears. CHAPTER II. Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touched it? Ha' you mark'd but the fall o' the snow, Before the soil hath smutch'd it?— Ben y onion. WHERE a...

...you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands have touched it ? Have you marked but the fall of the snow Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver ? Or swan's-down ever ? Or have you smelt the bud of the briar ? Or the nard on the fire...

...sense of relief at these words; and then looking down again immediately burst into tears. CHAPTER II. Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touched itt Ha' you mark'd but the fall o' the snow, Before the soil hath smutch'd it? — Btti yo WHERE a...

...For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have made no flowers. MARY HOWITT. Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touch'd it ? BEN JONSON. Bring flowers to crown the cup and lute, — Bring flowers — the bride is...

...through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good of the elements' strife. Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touch'd it ? Have you mark'd but the fall of the snow Before the soil hath smutrh'd it ? Have you felt...

...the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good, of the elements' strife. Have you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands have touched it ? Have you marked but the fall of the snow Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver ? Or swan's down,...

...thus I gaze and dream and muse o'er you, So wondrous sweet, at once so old and new I 161 WATER-LILIES. Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touchM it ? Ben Jonsoti. FROM lilies of the field in Holy Land, The Teacher drew a lesson of God's...

...through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good of the elements' strife. Have you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands...swan's down ever? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the briar? Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, — O so soft, —...

...through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good of the elements' strife. Have you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands...swan's down ever? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the briar? Or the nard in the fire? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, — O so soft, —...

...doves, Supposing her the queen of loves That was thy mistress, best of gloves. MY LOVE. HAVE you seen a bright lily grow Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall of snow Before the soil have smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver Or swan's down ever...