...associated with the cheerful and the melancholy temperament. The tone, spirit, and scenery all exquisitely Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In Heav'n yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth,...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In Heav'n yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth,...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess fair and free. In heaven yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth,...

...hollowed out for Naiads, they must be of a very sullen temper, Nymphs of the Stygian order, that love some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night raven sings. One of the grandest cascades of the mountain region has been discovered on Moosehillock...

...of the word. Old writers speak of persons " dying of thought." (2) L'Allegro—"The cheerful man." Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks, And the night raven sings ; In dark Cimmerian desert...

...Found out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jcalour «ings, And the night raven sings ; There, under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks,...as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess, fair and free, In Heaven yelep'd Euphrosyne, And by Men, heart-easing Mirth;...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night raven sings 5 There under ebon-shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell, But come, thou goddess, fair and free, In heav'n yclep'd Euphrosyne, And, by men, heart-easing Mirth,...

...darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess, fan- and free, In heav'n yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth....

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, "* In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In heaven yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth,...