...Sic ego deficiens aegra te voce vocavi, Tuqve mihi fautrix tempus in omne venis. The Skylark. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run,...

...bow their burning crest, and glide in fire Under the waters of Hie earth again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from...strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher Prom the earth thou springest jLike a cloud of fire," The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still...

...graceful lines of Shelley, perhaps the most poetical he ever wrote, recurred to our memory — " Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert ; That...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." Alas! that the sentiment of life — a pleasant pastime, the realities a bitter pang — should be...

...hilarity of the former. The ill-fated Shelley has some exquisite lines to a sky-lark : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit ; Bird thou never wert, That from...unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the cloud ihou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The deep blue thou wingest, And singing .still doit soar...

...wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart [art. In profuse strains of unpremeditated Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run;...

...over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades. KEATS. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. SHELLEY. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the feint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...

...of thee, beloved Night ; Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SEYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run...

...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. THE SKY-LARK. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from...wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singcst. In the golden lighting Of the sunken sun. O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float...

...be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon ! TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird them never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run...

...ask of thee, beloved Night ; Swift he thine approaching flight, TO A SKYLARK. HA1L to thee, hlithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert. That from heaven, or...the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The hlue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning...