...profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher Prom the earth thou springest jLike a cloud of fire," The blue deep thou wingest, And...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale puiple...

...perhaps the most poetical he ever wrote, recurred to our memory — " Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert ; That from heaven, or near it,...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." Alas! that the sentiment of life — a pleasant pastime, the realities a bitter pang — should be...

...over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades. KEATS. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. SHELLEY. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the feint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...

...; Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SEYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it,...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird them never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. THE SKY-LARK. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it,...wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singcst. In the golden lighting Of the sunken sun. O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float...

...thee, beloved Night ; Swift he thine approaching flight, TO A SKYLARK. HA1L to thee, hlithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert. That from heaven, or near it,...the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The hlue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning...

...mien, thy tones, thy motion, Thou needest not fear mine ; TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it,...still and higher, From the earth thou springest Like a eloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest....

...over the still stream. Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the neit valley-glades." KZAT*. "Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." SHELLET. 'MiDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the faint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...

...Ode, or Hymn, as it may be called, ' To a Skylark,' written in 1820 : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit, Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it,...the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, _ Thou dost float and run ; 'ke an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts...