...of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And...no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ? I listen'd, motionless and still ; And when I mounted up the hill, The music in...

...fulfilled the terms of his own covenant, the conditions imposed by his own theory. He had always sung, " Familiar matter of to-day, Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again," in simple and natural language, he might have been secure of imparting more- than common pleasure to...

...fulfilled the terms of his own covenant, the conditions imposed by his own theory. He had always sung, " Familiar matter of to-day, Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again," in simple and natural language, he might have been secure of imparting more than common pleasure to...

...natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, or may be again ? Whate'er the theme the maiden sung, As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at^her work And o'er her sickle bending ; I listened — motionless and still : And as I mounted up...

...of the seas, Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And...to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That hath been and may be again ? ;** Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending,...

...poet of the highest rank ; and his strength lies ¡if the melodious and graceful expression of some " Familiar matter of to-day, Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again." We cannot take leave of Mr. Longfellow without saying what it is not exactly in our province as critics...

...air as if it had wings. It was an endless song that Peggy sang, like that of Wordsworth's reaper — Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending. It went winding along, a viewless voice, beyond the house, along the slopes, away into the paleness...

...of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings * Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And...her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her^rork, And o'er the sickle bending. I listen'd, motionless and still ; And when I mounted up the...

...tell me what she sings Í — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off tilings, And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay,...no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; — I listened, motionless and still ; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music...

...the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings í — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And...matter of to-day ! Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her...