...time of year thou mayat in it behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do bang Upon those bought which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds *ang. The face of the youth is grave, as with the shadow of distant sorrow ; the face of the man is...

...time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs,' where late the sweet birds sang"; who gave us one of Matthew Arnold's great touchstones of poetry, "Absent thee from felicity awhile,"...

...time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black...

...year thou uiayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or few, or none, do hang Upon those boughs that shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang." Or again : — " From thce have I bccu absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all...

...time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang U[ipon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet bird sang : In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by...

...time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet bird sang : In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by...

...time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold : Bare, ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. A good deal of conversation about Southey, who is a great friend of Taylor's.' There is a letter of...

...time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold : Bare, ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. A good deal of conversation about Southey, who is a great friend of Taylor's.' There is a letter of...

...time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare, ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black...

...first volume of Plumptre's Dante (1887), in Fraticelli's and other editions of the Commedia. Norton, "is grave, as with the shadow of distant sorrow; the...who had gone ".Per tutti i cerchj del dolente regno. ' ' 1 " All the portraits of Dante," says Lord Macaulay, in his essay on Milton, " are singularly characteristic....