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...are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! 34 THE FIG. And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute, And...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. CONCLUSION. Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell To thee, thou wedding guest ; He prayeth well who...

...are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! 34 THE PIG. And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute, And...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. CONCLUSION. Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell To thee, thou wedding guest ; He prayeth well who...

...birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singe th a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and...

...leafy channels. It ceased, says the poet, speaking of a sound of heavenly voices around a ship — ' It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." " WHITSUNTIDE FESTIVITIES. These were formerly commenced by the performance of "sacred mysteries,"...

...fill the seu one nir, With their sweet jargoning ! ( Sometimes, a-drooping from the sky, . And now 't was like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute...the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails mode on A pleasant noise till noon, / A noise like of a hidden brook j In the leafy month of June,...

...Such the hour Of deep enloyment following love's brief fends. How sweetly musical this : It ceas'd; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till...a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to tht tletping woodt all night Singcth a quitt tune. The image in the following, from Christabel, is...

...the guileless Geneviev, and of the youth, her worshipper, a touching melody did weave — a voice " Like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June,...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." Comes floating on the Zephyr's wing, from where the Pixies hail their queen, and frisk in many an antic...

...: our rough, pithy English, in his verse, breathes all sounds, all melodies; — • " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." But in ' Christabel,' which has some slight pretensions to be an intelligible narrative, or, at least,...

...blrds that are, Now they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." And Wordsworth in that beautiful couplet — " Type of the wise, who soar, but never roam ; True to...