...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark, oh, hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer echoes, answer, dying,...

...following Spring revive the ashes of the urn 1" . . But onr poet vindicates the eternal in humanity : — " O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...And answer, echoes, answer, Dying, dying, dying." Is not this a new form to tht thought — a form which makes'-us feel the truth And the gross matter...

...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. ' THERE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida...

...on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes And the mid cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IT. ' THESE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound ' Said Ida...

...the Sun Grew broader toward his death and fell, and all The rosy heights came out above the lawns. The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IT. ' THEEE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound ' Said Ida...

...answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark ! O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, further going ! O sweet and far, from cliff and scar. The...river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wide echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying,...

...church-yard sighs. Come, Jesus, come ! we wait for thee, — Thine now and ever let us be. THE splendor falls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story...love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river : OUT echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle,...

...the 'Princess? To make amends for our our own unskilful notes, we will cite the closing stanza : ' 0 LOVE, they die in yon rich sky : They faint on hill,...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying! ' , (£. /„) March, ISM. THE DRUMMER S BRIDE. • IIOLLOW-eyed and pale At the window of a jail,...

...uetljaCenb, Betfiadenb ! D fjotd). wie fein '. ttiie \jtU unb rein, Unb ffinet, fjetlei. meitet btingenb ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever — Blow, bugle,...

...the 'Princess.' To make amends for our mir own unskilful notes, we will cite the closing stanza : ' 0 LOVE, they die in yon rich sky : They faint on hill,...and for ever: Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flyinp, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying! ' (L. /.,) March, I860. THE DRUMMERS 1 1 RIDE...