...unnoble herb ; And tingling sounds awake, and rattle round The cymbals of the Dame : they of themselves " Yet hark, how through the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! The insect-youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the liquid noon : Some...

...How low, how little, are the proud, How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The om his honeyed spring, And float amid the liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their...

...of the last stanza, " at ease reclined," &c., that they are more suitahle to summer than to spring Yet hark, how through the peopled air The busy murmur...The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honeyed2 spring, And float amid the liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their...

...Yet, hark ! how, through the peopled air, The husy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the wing,1 Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the...liquid noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim, Quick-glancing to the sun. To contemplation's soher eye Such is the race...

...How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ? Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how through the peopled...liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race...

...repose in silence in their dens, and not a wandering breeze rustles among the young leafage. " But hark ! how through the peopled air The busy murmur...liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily gilded trim Quick glaring to the sun." And lo ! where the forest glade terminates...

...Gray. 1 Gray's Ode on Distant Prospect of Eton College. 1 " Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how through the peopled...busy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the wing, Liked Laing1 better than any Scotchman he ever saw. Shenstone's Schoolmistress — he wrote nothing...

...are the Proud, How indigent the Great? Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herds repose : Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the...liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race...

...fling. Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how through the purple air The busy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on...liquid noon : Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilden trim Quick-glancing to the sun." This, as the reader knows, is by Gray, and...

...Still is the toiling hand of Care , The panting herds repose; Yet hark ! how through the peopled air The insect 'youth are on the wing, Eager to taste...liquid noon; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily gilded trim, Quick glancing to the sun. 4 To Contemplation's sober eye, Such is the...