...evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for...

...! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! W« in thought will join your throng, 156 Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for...

...evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...

...evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May 1 What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing...

...cannot weave over again the airy, unsubstantial drauu, which reason and experience have dispelled, " What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from our sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flower...

...recollection comes rushing by with thoughts of long-past years, and rings in my ears with never-dying sound. " What though the radiance which was once so bright,...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flow'r ; V I do not grieve, but rather find Strength in what...

...language of a fine poet (who is himself among my earliest and not least painful recollections) — " What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever vanish'd from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour...

...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...

...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...

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