...bright-haired sun Sit» in yon western U-nt, who« cloudy skirt«, With brede ethereal wove, O'erhang hU wavy bed : Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat. With short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises...

...dying gales ; Like thy own solemn springs, Oh nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sun Sits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts, With brede ethereal wove, O'erhang his wavy bed : Or where the beetle winds His email but sullen horn, As oft he rises midst the twilight path, Against...

...wove, O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-ey'd bat, With short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds...sullen horn, As oft he rises midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum. Now teach me, maid compos'd, To breathe some soften'd strain,...

...wove, O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-ey'd bat, With short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds...sullen horn, As oft he rises midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum. Now teach me, moid compos'd, To breathe some soften'd strain,...

...the flight of time. Or when the stillness of the grey-ey'd eve, Cooper. The Power of Harmony, bookii. Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum. Collins. Ode to Evening-, BEFALL, be and fall; AS befeallan...

...Thy springs, and dying gales, Coleridge. O nymph reserved! while now the bright-haired sun Sits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts, With brede* ethereal wove, O'erhang his wavy bed; 1 Unheard—from its great height. 1 Sir Egerton Brydges says of this ode:— " such a scene of enchanting...

...springs, Thy springs, and dying gales ; О Nymph reserved,—while now the bright-haired sun Sits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts With brede ethereal wove, O'erhang his wavy bed, Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the...

...modest springs, Thy springs, and dying gales ; O nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sun Sits in yon western tent whose cloudy skirts, With brede ethereal...hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat, With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises...

...modest springs, Thy springs, and dying gales; 0 nymph reserved, while now the bright-hair'd sun Sits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts, With brede ethereal wove, O'erhang his wavy bed : Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat, With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where...

...dying gales ; Like thy own solemn springs, Oh nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sun Sits in ing : то 1780. Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat, With short shrill shriek, flits by on...