...ROOKERY. But cawing rooks, and kites that swim snljime In still repeated circles ; screaming load, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. COWPKR. IN a grove of tall oaks and beeches, that crowns a terrace-walk, just on the skirts of the...

...and one The live-long night. Nor these alone, whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain; But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime, In still repeated circles, screaming loud: The jay, the pye, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for mft. Sounds inharmonious...

...The live-long night. Nor these alone, whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain ; But cawmg rooks, and kites that swim sublime, In still repeated circles, screaming loud : The jay ; thepye, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious...

...The live-long night. Nor these alone, whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain; But cawmg rooks, and kites that swim sublime, In still repeated circles, screaming loud : The jay i fhepye, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious...

...and one The livelong night: nor these alofo. whose notes Nice-fingered art must emulate in vain, But f from ceaseless yawning keep; While o'er his eyes the drowsy liquor ran, Through wh Thejay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, TEathaUs the rising moonThave charnig for me. Sounds inharmonious...

...The live-long night. Nor these alone, whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain l But cawmg rooks, and kites that swim sublime, In still repeated circles, screaming loud : The joy, thepye, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious...

...and one The livelong night ; nor these alone, whose notes Nice-fingered Art must emulate in vain, But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious...

...The live-long night: nor these alone whose notes Nice finger'd art must emulate in vain, But cawmg rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated...owl That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Cowper. A light broke in upon my soul — • It was the carol of a bird; It ceased — -and then it...

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...and kites ihat swim sublime In still-ropeated circles?, screaming loud, The jay. the pie, and even the boding owl That hails the rising moon, have charms...for me. Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh, Vet heard in scenes where peace forever reigns, And only there, please highly for their sake. The freedom...