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...And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — 1 hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? v. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's...

...And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with jov I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked...speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Whither is fled the visionary gleam ! Where is it now, the glory and the dream ! Our birth is but a...

...the realest of childhood's inspirations — but into the chaos of bizarre and unintelligible things ! The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither...visionary gleam, Where is it now — the glory and the dream i But we esteem Mr. Grote's account of the critical position of the Greek mythology, of less...

...seen and heard as at first ? Where is the charm that made them to be seen, and heard, and felt ? " Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? " The pleasure is gone, because there was no intelligent observation to detain it. The interest...

...life brings with her in her equipage ; As if hi* whole vocation, Were endless Imitation, 3f Queen.— Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream I But do, pray, lock your wheel — quotatory and rotatory — or you'll provoke a conflagration...

..." A thousand notes seemed blended into one." Then came " the dark spot—the shadow of herself," " But there's a tree of many one A single field which...the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?" But soon the cloud had again passed away. " Oh evil day if I were sullen, While the earth...

...And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked...the visionary gleam ! Where is it now, the glory and the dream 1 Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,...

...sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which...speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had...

...shepherd boy, Ae., who* vernal happineti the poet deseribes in the I hear, I hear, with joy r hear! — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star,...