...poet : VOL. XLV. 45 Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns, The earliest pipe of half awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...square, So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Yes, sad and strange, and " wild with all regret," these days of youth that are no more. There is nothing...

...into her mind : — " Ah! sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...: So sad, so strange, the days that are no more." And she was sitting with the memories of bygone days, with her dying son in his last sleep — save...

...world ; Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge, — So sad, palace-gate With green sea-tlowers overgrown Like...rock of ocean's own, Topples o'er the abandoned s half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square...

...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love Ixlow the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. ' Ah, sad and...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. ' Dear as remember' d kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy * feign'd On lips that are for...

...under-world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, ver ля remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for...

...THE ROSY MEMORIES. 22$ Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others...

...world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge, So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square,...

...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;...

...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;...

...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, , half-awakeued birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square...