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...and British taste would bring from his country's glades and meadows " their quaint enamelled eyes," " And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flow'rets of a thousand hues," to deck the sod that his relics have consecrated. Bat his friends and admirers will not have it so...

...bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the wild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing...swart-star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal...

...the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And...the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rcts of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds,...

...tranquillity of the outward world scenes and sounds that harmonize with its pensiveness. " Return," he cries, Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...tranquillity of the outward world scenes and sounds that harmonize with its pensiveness. " Return," he cries, Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid...use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, Ou whose fresh lap the swurt star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That...

...Qa\a.aaovi>nos. Could that strange poet have alluded to the practice of mixing sea-water with wine ? b Ye vallies low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton...swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal...

...next the dore.' Sir T. Smith's Psalms. Restituta. iv. 189. Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And...cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. 135 Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On...

...the most pleasing passages in the Lycidas. " Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrank thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the...cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues. Ye vallies low, where the wild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose...

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