...tree's summit ; a poor Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope while...laughing school-boy, without grief or care^ Riding the spriugy branches of an elm. Then I will pass tlie countries that I see In long perspective, and continually...

...graves of his countrymen, these beautiful lines of his, rose in my memory — Of Montmorenci. Why go sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope while yet unblown...air, A laughing schoolboy, without grief or care." V. ABEL MEAD was a "tiller of the ground" by destiny, not by nature. His father and his father's family...

...tree's summit ; a poor Indian's sleep, While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope while...A pigeon tumbling in clear summer air ; A laughing school-KBy, without grief or care, Riding the springy branches of an elm." This is true Trotqtrcc....

...lessons! "Why so sad a moan? Life is the rose of hope while yet unblown; The reading of an evel-changing tale; The light uplifting of a maiden's veil; A pigeon...grief or care, Riding the springy branches of an elm." Arrived at the wood, I luxuriated in its beauty, and I felt we had entered by a vestibule fitting such...

...tree's summit; a poor Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope while...air; A laughing school-boy, without grief or care, Hiding the springy branches of an elm. O for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy! so I...

...tree's summit ; a poor Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope, while...grief or care, Riding the springy branches of an elm. Oh for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy ! so I may do the deed That my own soul has...

...Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Ltfe is_ the rose's hope while yet unblown ; The reading of...grief or care, Riding the springy branches of an elm. O for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy ! so I may do the deed That my own soul has to...

...While hi« boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montniorenci. "Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose'a hope while yet unblown ; The reading of an everchanging...air ; A laughing schoolboy without grief or care, Hiding the springy branches of an elm.'' Y mae liyn yn wir farddoniaeth — ïe yn greadigaeth. Y mae...

...Indian's sleep, While hi« boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan f Life is the rose's hope while yet unblown ; The reading of an evercbanging tale ; The light uplifting of a maiden's Teil ; A pigeon tumbling in clear summer air...

...tree's summit ; a poor Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan ? Life is the rose's hope while...ever-changing tale ; The light uplifting of a maiden's veil." In fact, all these just mentioned abound in deep, and pure, and sensuous beauty, and are intensely...