...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! EVENING. PONTE A MARE, PISA. THE sun is set; the swallows are asleep; The bats are flitting fast...

...lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...soon— Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would'I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon,...

...came and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee !...Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! STANZAS, WRITTEN IN DEJECTION, NEAR NAPLES. . The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing...

...and tree, And the weary Day turned to is rest, Lingering like tm unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? — And 1 replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soonSleep will come when thou...

...tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, * I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I aak the boon I...

...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of ncither would I ask the boon I...

...filmy-eyed, Murmur1 tl like a noon-tide bee, Shall I n eslíe near thy side T Wouldst iliou me Ï— And 1 on its vi&ion'ii wanderings, far aloft, lit ill. clear...golden prime of my youth's diwn. Upon the fairy i ihce, beloved NightSwift be tbiiic approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! EVENING. PONTE A MARE, PISA....

...lay heavy on flower and Irre, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me?...the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee, Shall 1 nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ?— *And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou...

...brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side...Swift 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...

...and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide hee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? —...ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night ; Swift he thine approaching flight, TO A SKYLARK. HA1L to thee, hlithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert. That...