...confidence of reason give ; A nd, in the light of truth, thy bondman let. me live . PREFATORY SOHNET. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest peak of Fufiiesa Fells, WUl murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth, the prison, unto which we doom...

...That thon, if not with partial joy elate, Wilt smile upon this gift with more than mild PART I. I. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Peak of Furness-fclls, Will mutnur by the hour in foxglove bells : ]n truth the prison, unto which we doom...

...dear, That thou, if not with partial joy elate, Wilt smile upon this gift with more than mild content ! NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits are contented with their cells ; And stndents with their pensive citadels : Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom. Sit hlithe and happy...

...poein lie so often indulged in — may be appended here without, perhaps, requiring an apology: " Kims fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits...with their cells ; And students with their pensive citadcla : Maids at the wheel, the wcavt-r lit his loom, Sit blithe and happy ; bees that soar for...

...following out the track of thought suggested to my own mind : and though, as Wordsworth writes— ' Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room, And hermits are contented with their cell,' 1 could sometimes feel inclined to fret at the narrow limits of artistic illustration within...

...whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. 1770—1850. THE SONNET. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth, the prison unto which we doom...

...Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn." Satinets. " Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom High as the highest peak of Furness-fells Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth, the prison unto which we doom Ourselves...

...summits witherM at the sight; A constant interchange of growth and blight! SONNETS. SONNETS. Prefatory. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest peak on Furness Fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth, the prison, unto which we doom...

...tall summits withered at the sight ; A constant interchange of growth and blight. (1814.) THE SONNET. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room, And...loom, Sit blithe and happy : bees that soar for bloom 5 High as the highest peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells: In truth, the...

...did she rest 123 She sleeps beneath the greenwood tree, And other home hath none . . . . . . . . 1 25 Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom, Sit blithe and happy ........... 127 A love that shall be new and fresh each hour As is the golden mystery of sunset ...........