...the sum. Will there be beds for me and all who seek ? Yea, beds for all who come. CG ROSSETTI. 784. A BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest...halcyon sea ; My heart is gladder than all these, Raise me a dais of silk and down ; Hang it with vair and purple dyes ; Carve it in doves, and pomegranates,...

...your Sidney Bargrave Ballinger is too much of a ' Tomlinson ' for my taste." CHAPTER XXII " My heart, my heart is like a singing bird, Whose nest is in a watered shoot," sang Lallie, and Tony Bevan had set his study door open to listen. There was no doubt whatever that...

...2. In the following selections, change the metaphors to similes, or the similes to metaphors: — 1. My heart is like a singing bird , Whose nest is in a watered short; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like...

...proportionately dear to me." The following little poem may be taken as a specimen of her brightness : — A BIRTHDAY. My heart is like a singing bird Whose...shoot ; My heart is like an appletree Whose boughs arc Uent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea ; My...

...lyrics that she is preeminent. The dewy freshness and simplicity of such a song as that beginning, My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot, well illustrate the lark-like quality of Miss Rossetti's notes. " Another Spring," and the song " When...

...poppies that we strew, Your roses are too red : Let be these poppies, not for you Cut down and spread. A Birthday MY heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot ; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit ; . My heart...

...Birthday," and yet the impression which its cumulative ecstasy leaves upon the nerves is almost pathetic : My heart is like a singing- bird Whose nest is in...are bent with thick-set fruit ,. My heart is like a rainbow-shell that paddles in a halcyon sea ; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is...

...she found Marion rocking gently in the firelight and, with closed eyes, singing softly to herself : "My heart is like a singing bird, Whose nest is in...is like an apple-tree, Whose boughs are bent with sweetest fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell, That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder...

...: "My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot, My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit, My heart...like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea — " How the words swayed and soothed her ! Surely the poem was wrought for her and for this hour...

...draperies and knew when the soundless oars dipped. Oh, for a song to voice this languorous happiness : "My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot, My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit, My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles...