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...here and .there the little musician of the grass touches forth his tricksy note. The poetry of earth is never dead, When all the birds are faint with the...about the new-mown mead : That is the grasshopper's. -.. . KEATS. Besides some of the flowers of last month, there are now candy- tufts, catchfly, columbines,...

...colours ; and the grasshopper, too, chirps his merry note, From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead, When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees. Flying ants quit their nests, and the dew-moth, , and Granville butterfly, make their appearance :...

...lot of frail humanity. In winter we complain of cold ; in spring we complain of rain : in summer, ' when all the birds are faint with the hot sun, and hide in trees,' we fail not to complain of the parching heat and the sultry air. Shall we say, then, that man...

...here and there the little musician of the grass touches forth his tricsky note. The poetry of earth is never dead, — • When all the birds are faint...about the new-mown mead : That is the grasshopper's. — Keats. Besides some of the flowers of last month, there are now candy-tufts, catch-fly, columbines,...

...here and there the little musician" of the grass touches forth his tricksy note. The poetry of earth is never dead ; When all the birds are faint with...about the new-mown mead: That is the grasshopper's. Keats. " Besides some of the flowers of last month, there are now candy-tufts, catchfly, columbines,...

...tricksy note. The poetry of earth is never dead ; When .-ill the birds are faint with the hot aun, the sake of new-mo« в mead: That is the grasshopper's. Kent*. " Besides some of the flowers of last month, there...

...htr» and there the li'tle musician of the grass touches forth his tricksy note., The poetry of earth is never dead; When all the birds are faint with the...sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hodge to hedge about the new-mown mead : That is the grasshopper'!. But whoever would taste all the...

...here and there the tittle musician of the grass touches forth his tricksy note. The poetry of earth is never dead; When all the birds are faint with the...trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mowm mead : That is the grasshopper's. Kealt. " Besides some of the flowers of last month, there...

...sunny skies and playful breezes shall invite them to the shade of leafy arbours. At that sweet time, " When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees;" when the fervent voice of the grasshopper chirping in his torrid joy, " runs From hedge to hedge, about...