...called perfect ; utterly faultless, at once in feeling, imagery, diction, and rhythm.' XVIII. Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...re-appear ; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier ; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and...

...who pierced thy innocent breast. And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest I XTIII. Ah woe is me! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...swallows reappear; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier; The amorous birds now pair in every brake. And build their mossy homes in field and...

...tone ; The ants, the bees, the swallows, reappear ; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and brere; xvi. 3 Or, !| And, James Thomson conj. And the green lizard and the golden snake, Like unimprisoned...

...tone ; The ants, the bees, the swallows, reappear ; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and brere ; xvi. 3 Or, || And, James Thomson conj. ruth. And the green lizard and the golden snake, Like unimprisoned...

...who pierced thy innocent breast, And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest ! XVIII. Ah woe is me ! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...swallows, reappear. Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier ; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and...

...who pierced thy innocent breast, And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest I XVIII. Ah woe is me ! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...re-appear ; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier j The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and...

...who pierced thy innocent breast, And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest ! XVIII. Ah woe is me ! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...swallows, reappear. Fresh leaves and flowers deck th£ dead Seasons' bier ; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in...

...who pierced thy innocent breast, \nd scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest! XVIIL Ah woe is me! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns...the bees, the swallows, re-appear ; Fresh leaves and flower's deck the dead Seasons' bier; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy...

...joyous tone; The ants, the bees, the swallows reappear; Fresh leaves and flowers deck the dead Seasons' bier; The amorous birds now pair in every brake, And build their mossy homes in field and brcre; And the green lizard, and the golden snake, Like unimprisoned flames, out of their trance awake....

...may not know of who cannot weep for them. x. SHELLEY — Otho. (A projected poem.) GRIEF. GUESTS. 289 the others she lets us devote. b. ROBERT BROWNING — The Lost Lea o. SHELLEY — Adonais. St. 18. "Oh, but," quoth she, "great griefe will not be tould. And can more...