...suffer—some, 'tis whisper'd— down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell, Besting weary limbs at last on beds of asphodel. Surely, surely,...brother mariners, we will not wander more. A DREAM OP FAIR WOMEN. I READ, before my eyelids dropt their shade, " The Legend of Good Women" long ago Sung...

...the heavy melon sleeps On the level of the shore : Oh ! islanders of Ithaca, we will not wander more. Surely, surely slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labour in the ocean, and rowing with the oar. Oh ! islanders of Ithaca, we will return no more ; — though we fully...

...deeps and fiery sands, Clanging fights, and naming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands.— Surely, surely slumber is more sweet than toil; the...rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. TENNYSON (The Lotos-Eaters). Lines based upon ax are rarely without rhyme ; in other words, they rarely...

...wind. " Surely, surely, slumber is more aweet than toil, the shore Than labor ir the deep mid ocean, wind, and wave. and oar-; Oh ! rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more." In " Villette," Miss Bronte returns to the realities of life ; but with power more conscious and sustained....

...and wine and oil ; Till they perish and they suffer — some, 'tis whisper 'd — down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell,...sweet than toil, the shore Than labour in the deep mid-ocean,wind and wave and oar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. A DREAM OF...

...wheat, and wine and oil; Till they perish and they suffer—some, 'tis whisper'd — down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell,...we will not wander more. A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN. I. I READ, before my eyelids dropt their shade, " The Legend of Good Women" long ago Sung by the morning...

...wheat, and wine and oil; Till they perish and they suffer—some, 'tis whisper'd— down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell,...shore Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and waveandoar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more. A DREAM OF PAIR WOMEN. I BEAD, before...

...and wine and oil; Till they perish and they suffer — some, 'tis whispered — down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell,...surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labor in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN. I READ, before my eyelids dropt...

...some, 'tis whisper' d — down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell, Eesting weary limbs at last on beds of asphodel. Surely, surely,...brother mariners, we will not wander more. A DREAM OF FAIE WOMEN. »— • I BEAD, before my eyelids dropt their shade, " The Legend of Good Women," long...

...and wine and oil ; Till they perish and they suffer — some, 'tis whispered — down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell,...surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labor in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN. I BEAD, before my eyelids dropt...