...thoughts, And nurse and pillow the dull memory That would let drop without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis...kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever-sacred...

...With a short extract from one of the minor poems we conclude our panegyric : " It is and ever was rr.y wish and way, To let all flowers live freely, and...kindred, in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproached me ; the ever sacred...

...it is pitched. With a short extract from one of the minor poems we conclude our panegyric : " It is and ever was my wish and way, To let all flowers live...depart, Among their kindred, in their native place. 1 never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproached...

...thoughts. And nurse and pillow the dull memory, That would let drop without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis...Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluckt the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproached me;...

...writer is almost sure to interest — and accordingly these lines will be read with pleasure: — ' And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers...kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproacht me ; the ever sacred...

...writer is almost sure to interest— and accordingly these lines will be read with pleasur e: — . , ' And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers...depart, Among their kindred in their native place. / never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproacht...

...thoughts. And nurse and pillow the dull memory That would let drop without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis...kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever sacred...

...thoughts, And nurse and pillow the dull memory That would let drop without them her hest stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis...flowers live freely, and all die, Whene'er their genius hids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's...

...more deliciously described than by Walter Landor, when speaking of sweet scents, he says, They hring me tales of youth, and tones of love ; And 'tis and...flowers live freely and all die, Whene'er their Genius hids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native plaee. I never pluek the rose ; the violet's...

...genius bids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor...