...above the little grave, Oh there above the little grave, We kiss'd again with tears." A LULLABY. " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea 1 Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon and blow, Blow him again to me ; . While my...

...in caress, Thou holy Harmlessness ! And watch beside thee till the night grows pale. CRADLE SONG. " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me, While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. " Sleep and...

...wall, While the great organ almost burst his pipes Groaning for power, and rolling thro' the court A long, melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms...from Heaven A blessing on her labors for the world." You see the finest of these descriptions have an amusing double sense. They are at once a parody on,...

...wall, While the great organ almost burst his pipes Groaning for power, and rolling thro' the court A long, melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms...from Heaven A blessing on her labors for the world." You see the finest of these descriptions have an amusing double sense. They are at once a parody on,...

...wall, While the great organ almost burst his pipes Groaning for power, and rolling thro' the court A long, melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms...litanies, The work of Ida to call down from Heaven A bleBsing on her labors for the world." You see the finest of these descriptions have an •musing double...

...next two cantos intervenes a cradle song, so exquisite that we must ask leave to quote it also : — Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dropping moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps. Sleep...

...wall, While the great organ almost burst his pipes, Groaning for power, and rolling through the court A long melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms...! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Rest, restj...

...the year, like the new-born year ! \_tbe waiting migcls rouud her ; a wreatli of ftowct* — VJlET. SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...'. Over the rolling waters go ; Come from the dying moon, and blow — Blow Iiim again to me j HThile my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep...

...And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety. WoitDSWOETn. 35. LULLABY. SWKET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low,...! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps Sleep and rest,...

...wall, While the great organ almost burst his pipes, Groaning for power, and rolling through the court'. A long melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms...! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Rest, rest,...