...driven — That self might be annulled : her bondage prove The fetters of a dream, opposed to love." What though the radiance which was once so bright...Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing ean bring hack the hour Of splendor in the grafs, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather...

...longer an old, wornout world, but fresh as it was to the heart of childhood. It may be true that " Nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower ;" yet in a closing apostrophe to hia beloved nature — to fountains, meadows, hills, and groves...

...Then sing1, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young I mii.s bound As to the tabor's are unknown; Where love and pity tenderly unito With resignatio thnt play. Ye thnt through your hpnrts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance...

...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...gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was ouce so bright, Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour...

...relieves. But we delight to gaze on this lovely change, and we glory in the season of Autumn : — What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from our sight. Thou ' Of We will grieve not — rather Strength in what remains behind. We are known advocates...

...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 Iambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We, in thought, will join your throng, Ye...though the radiance which was once so bright Be now forever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory...

...and reward !) 0 never, never, Scotia's realm desert, But still the patriot and the patriot-bard (c) We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe...through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! and the imagery of — (rf) The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. (?) Clasped...

...evermore. Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young lambs bound, As tp the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and yc that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance...

...cannot weave over again the airy, unsubstantial dream, which reason and experience have dispelled, " 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 flower :"— yet I will never cease, nor be prevented from...