...thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? MUSIC. I PANT for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower; Pour forth...

...them accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow i MUSIC. I PAST for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower ; Pour forth...

...accept not The worship the heart lifts above. And the Heavens reject not—- The desire of the moth 1 burst into laughter, which instantly turned to...terror— for as he started forward in rage, I caught Î MUSIC. I PANT for the music which ¡я divine, My heart in il« thinst is a dying flower ; Pour...

...thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY. THE fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean. The winds...

...thou accept not The worship the heart lifts ahove, And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? PB SHELLEY. IT was not with a light heart — for I loved Glanville too well, not to be powerfully...

...accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for lho star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? MUSIC. I PAWI for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower ; Pour forth...

...memory, what shines so fair ? The face of the sweet child I knew at Rome ! TO " The desire of the moth for the star — Of the night for the morrow — The...to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow," SHELLET. ' L'alma, quel che non ha, sogna e figura." METASTASIO. As, gazing on the Pleiades, We count...

...accept not The worship the heart lifts above, And the Heavens reject not — The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow > MUSIC. I PANT for the music which is divine. My heart in its thirst is a dying flower ; Pour forth...

...thou aceept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens rejeet not: The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ! GOOD-NIGHT. GOOD-NIGHT I ah ! no ; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite ; Let us remain...

...accept not The worship the heart lifis above, And the Heaven's reject not ? The desire of the moth for the star Of the night for the morrow ; The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow. TO A LADY WITH A GUITAR. Ariel to Miranda:—Take This slave of music, for the sake Of him who is the...