...and consequently, how beautiful a companion emblem of our own great change ! ' Weep no more, gentle shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow,...beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in his ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled...

...Ah ! where were ye, when he of you had need, To stop his wound that wond'rously did bleed ? Spenser, Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead. Lycidas, 165. , Spenser thus finely exclaims : O what is now of it become, aread : Aye me! can so divine...

...shepherds, weep no more ; For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor ; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And...his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas, sunk low, but mounted high....

...I speak so confidently, for all * The same sentiments are very poetically expressed in Lycidas r— Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more; For...sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks...

...and when you appear with it as restored to its original splendour, I will carry on the quotation : " So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon...tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore Flames on the forehead" " O, enough, enough !" answered Oldbuck, " I ought to have known what it was to give...

...and when you appear with it as restored to its original splendour, I will carry on the quotation : " So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And trick his beams, and with new spangled ore Flames on the forehead" "O enough, enough Y' answered Oldbuck,...

...by those, who would stimulate others to zeal in the cause of righteousness. " So sioka the day star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks his beam!, and with new spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the rooming sky." " He hears the '.inexpressive...

...itself is in the old form made perfect, and enlivened by ever-shining varnish, as if to tell the world " So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs its drooping head And tricks his beams, and with new-fangled eye Flames in the forehead of the inorniug...

...is gone, and to him the language of another poet may be applied. " Sunk though he be • So «inks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping bead, And tricks his beams, and with newspengled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning iky." Schumann...

...whom they " confessed in the world'." So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon uprears his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore, Flamts in the forehead of the morning sky — He hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms...