...castle hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath, Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, buttress, Nor coigne...

...castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, th'at the Heaven's breath Smells wooingly here ; no jutty frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of...

...castle has a pleasant site; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our general sense." '' This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here." No jutting frieze, Buttress, nor coigne...

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...of tenderness and beauty with which Sliakspeare relieve! the dense horrors brooding over Macbeth's castle— " This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breast Smells woolngly here." One only drawback is felt lu traversing...

...of multitudes of the common house-swallow, whose clayey nest covers in many places the rock ; — " This guest of summer, The temple-haunting Martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionrv, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here: no jutty frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of...

...hath a pleasant seat ; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our centle senses. — , Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, buttress Nor coigne of...

...Shall we grudge them a nook beneath our projecting roof, and not remember Shakspeare's words ? • This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here; no jutty, frieze, buttress, Nor coigne of...

...beauty of which we have been speaking — the power it had over the poet, and Ihe power it imparted lo him. Who else would have thought, on the very threshold...summer. The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his lovod masonry that heaven'« breath Smells wooiugly here. Nojiilting frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of...

...plays — as illustrating this love of nature and natural beauty of which we have been speaking — the power it had over the poet, and the power it imparted...of bringing in so sweet and rural an image at the portai of that blood-stained castle?— " This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, docs approve...