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...sings The haunts of happy Lovers, The path that leads them to the grove, The leafy grove that covers : And Pity sanctifies the verse That paints, by strength...delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, ( { f \ A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy. That...

...would have pronounced upon it as another great poet, led by the same fancies, afterwards did — : ' But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy ' — can only be matter of conjecture. The rain seems...

...strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love ; Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! YARROW VISITBD, But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy. That region left, the vale unfolds Rich groves of lofty...

...that I tie round my legs to quicken their motion when I go out a maying. (NB) I don't often go * " But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...rival in the light of day Her delicate creation." out a maying — Must is the tense with me now. Do you take the pun ? Young Romilly is divine ;* the...

...season was in the " heart of June," and I could say with the poet, " But thou, that didst appear BO fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation !" Bridgs/s was more a waking bliss than mine, for she easily remembered her old acquaintance again...

...sings The haunts of happy lovers, The path that leads them to the grove, The leafy grove that covers : And Pity sanctifies the verse That paints, by strength...softness still and holy ; The grace of foreign charms decay1 d, And pastoral melancholy." And why hast thou, wild singing spirit of the Highland Glenorchy,...

...would have pronounced upon it as another great poet, led by the same fancies, afterwards did — ' But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy ' — can only be matter of conjecture. The rain seems...

...breathed balmily about it; the season was in the "heart of June," and I could say with the poet, " But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination,...rival in the light of day Her delicate creation!" Bridget's was more a waking bliss than mine, for she easily remembered her old acquaintance again —...

...sings The haunts of happy Lovers,* The path that leads them to the grove, The leafy grove that covers : And Pity sanctifies the Verse That paints, by strength...thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy. That region left, the vale unfolds Rich groves of lofty...