...the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call ; and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, — Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet : Myriads...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. TENNYSON. Sprache. SBarum fann ber lebenbige ®eifl bem ©eifl шф! erfфeinen? ©priфt bie ©eele....

...of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' "We have quoted this passage because in its short compass there are illustrations of all Mr. Tennyson's...

...of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound ! Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." ' So she,...

..."the sound must seem an echo to the sense." Consider, for example, those lines in the "Princess:" — Sweeter thy voice: but every sound is sweet: Myriads...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. The Mission of Tennyson. So much must suffice to indicate, in the briefest outline, and as if by few...

...most sheltered monastic retreat (celibacy not being imperative) might have charms of its own : — The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. It is only fair to add that the Old Man's familiarity with modern English literature was highly creditable....

...sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low-toned ; while with shut eyes I lay Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ;...

...of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low-toned...

...lines, of which MR. YARDLEY •quotes two, in 'The Princess':— Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Charles Kingsley praises these three lines highly, ая he well may. The island-valley of Avilion,...

...hearth Arise to thee ; the children call ; and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, — • Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet : Myriads...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. TENNYSON. Sprache. SBarum fann bet tebenbige (Seifl bem ©eifî шф( erfcfyetnen? «Spricht bie ©cele,...

...of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound ! Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' •' So she,...