...! All, fields beloved in vain ! Where once my careless childhood strayed, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss...redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring." — GRAY. We visited every hole and corner which were accessible to strangers ; talked of floggings...

...season of gay and unsuspicious youth. I feel in its full force the beautiful language of the poet : 'I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary...redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.' "Many of the topics, which naturally crowd upon the mind under such circumstances, have already been...

...shade, Ah, fields beloved in vain, Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, father Thames, for thou hast...

...to feel these visionary gales, -a momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, The weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring." — POPE. And which of the unnumbered names that vibrate with mysterious power to the inmost recesses...

..."Where once my careless childhood etray'd, '•A stranger yet to pain ! "I feel the gales that from you blow "A momentary bliss bestow ; •'As, waving fresh their gladsome wing, "My weary soul they seem to sooth, "And, redolent of joy and youth, "To breathe a second spring." CRAY. These tender feelings,...

...muses may truly say — 1 feel the gales that round ye blow A momentary bits bestow, As, waving fre^h their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe,...redolent of joy and youth To breathe a second spring. The contrast, indeed, is somewhat striking between that close reasoning, which almost rejects the aid...

...impression, the co-inherence of the brightness, the motion, and the line of motion. 2 i 10 I lines 21-30 Say, Father THAMES, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Desporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With...

...pleasing shade! Ah fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, (1. 11—13) 14 The mouX . (1. 17-19) 15 Still as they run they look behind. They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful...

...inspiration of tlie scene, and I almost involuntarily exclaim, ' Thank God, I am with you once again ! ' " ' I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving ftcsh jour gladsome win; My buoyant soul you seem to sootbe, And redolent with scenes of youth, I breatbe...

...away a summer's afternoon. The picture is accompanied by Gray's poetic lines addressed to the river: Say Father Thames for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting on thy margin green, The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arms thy...