...eternity ! K3 A SCENE FROM MEMORY. •' My eyes are dim with childish tears ; My heart is idly stirt'd, For the same sound is in my ears Which In those days I heard." WORDSWORTH. SADLY we parted — yet our hearts were bound In holy love by strong affection's chain....

...pain. Does this prove identity ? or does it, rather, imply the separate existences of body and mind ? Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser...for what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind. Formed as we are, pain is as necessary to pleasure, as darkness is to light. Nay, an excess of light...

...contemplative or philosophical pathos, perhaps no better instance can be given than these two stanzas: " My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly...what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind." The first stanza is very beautiful, but not characteristic ; in the second a fine thought is but imperfectly...

...I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirr'd, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days...what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackhird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are...

...poem which I have heard repeated ;* Mv eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart ia idly stirr'd, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days...decay ; And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what time takes away, Than what he leaves behind. Well, time cures every wound, and though the scar may...

...with individuals. And this perhaps was the meaning of that melancholy breathing of the poet : — " Thus fares it still in our decay ; And yet the wiser...what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind." A nation dies when the spirit of every thing good and noble dies in it. The name may live, when the...

...delightful day, I cannot choose but think, How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly...decay, And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what it takes away, Than what it leaves behind. If there bo one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth,...

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...but be touched with the feeling so beautifully expressed in a poem which I have heard repeated : * My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred. For the same sound is in ray ears Which in those days I heard. * Probably Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads had not as yet been published....

...but be touched with the feeling so beautifully expressed in a poem which I have heard repeated : * My eyes are dim with childish tears. My heart is idly...same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. * Probably Wordsworth's Lyrical B.illnds had not as yet been published. Thus fares it still in our...