...Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; ' He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves...

...chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more. At intervals, some bird 1'rom out the brakes. Shirts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a...— for the starlight dews All silently their tears ol' love instil, Weeping themselves away." Lake Leman, in a Storm. "Thy sky i$ changed ! — and such...

...ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more. ' He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' All heaven and earth are still, — though not in sleep, But breathless,...

...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVII. " He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Lxxxvnr. " Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven! If in your bright...

...reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and eings his nil ; At intervals, some bird from out t lie brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on th« hill, But that is fancy, for the star-light dews , All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping...

...the suspended • Or chirps the grasshopper one good night carol more: He is an evening reveller, woo makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out th» Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seemi a floating whisper on the brakes, hill,...

...the light drip of the suspended oar Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, thill they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues Lxxxvm. Ye stars! which are the...

...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. LXXXVIII. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright...

...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently t^ir tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the...

...the birds with their hymns of love, and every now and then the chirp of the grasshopper — " That evening reveller who makes His life an infancy and sings his fill ;" — as we so sat, and looking upon the hushed face of our mother Nature, I listened to the accents...