...May-cloud that pelts the flowers with hailstone; OfE a sunny border, she was made to bruise and bless. Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve- jar. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting : So were it with me if forgetting could...

...murmured as we sat George Meredith's lines — " Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wayy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch,...Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar." We were fortunate indeed in our mise-enscène; for the poet's picture had realised itself before us....

...guide to the scansion. This is a specimen of lines in which quantity plays this important part : — Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. This is indeed tempo marcato ; and we cannot but think the insistent rhythm is undignified. To thresh...

...May-cloud that pelts the flowers with hailstones Off a sunny border, she was made to bruise and bless. Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...forgetting : So were it with me if forgetting could be will'd. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring, Tell it to forget the source that...

...May-cloud that pelts the flowers with hailstones Off a sunny border, she was made to bruise and bless. Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be will'd. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring Tell it to forget the source that...

...hand, there is no music in the earlier to equal that of certain stanzas of the later version. . . . Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...gloom, spins the brown eve-jar. Darker grows the valley .... or the lovely ' swaying whitebeam ' music of the twenty-sixth stanza, or that even lovelier twenty-fourth...

...verses of " Love in the Valley " that speak of the changing and shifting hours of evening and night. "Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled. Mother of the dews, dark eyelashed twilight, Low-lidded twilight, o'er the valley's brim, Rounding...

...cadences of ' Love in the Valley ' — the loveliest love-song of its century. Who can forget it ? : " ' Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.' And you swear that no thickets can be so dense but you will wrestle through them in the hope of hearing...

...Meredith's inspiration as a nature poet to catch the spirit that dwells in the place and hour : — Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...brown evejar. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting.1 It is the triumph of Love in the Valley to weld these varying moods of nature in with...

...May-cloud that pelts the flowers with hailstones Off a sunny border, she was made to bruise and bless. 32 Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy...forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be will'd. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring, 39 Tell it to forget the source...