...Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand rallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale...

...Cbildreo are pulling, 149 On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale...

...Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ; The Soul that...

...Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy ac my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory...

...Children are pulling, Ou every tide, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh Mowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...many one, A single Field which I have looked upon, lloth of them speak of something that is gone . Tbe Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat ; Whither...

...Children are pulling, On every side. In a thousand vallics far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tnlc...

...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...same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? 5. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul...

...children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's...there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale...

...exclaimed, what a succession of beautiful pictures ! All full of life ; said Mr. Alcolt ; and he went on But there's a Tree of many one, A single Field which...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ; Where is it now, the glory and the dream? When he had read these lines, he said : was that a thought...

...children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide. Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that...