...the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush : he sings each song...never could recapture The first fine careless rapture 1 And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, And will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups,...

...tiny creature's soulless splendour, a russet thrush poured out his song — the careful thrush who Sings each song twice over, Lest you should think...recapture The first fine careless rapture, . . . and whose song, when we are happy, is the song of our own hearts, and it is the bird who is hearkening,...

...the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dew-drops — at the bent spray's edge — That 's the wise thrush ; he sings each song twice over, Lest...! And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, And will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower — Far brighter...

...landscape ! Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms, and dew-drops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush ; he sings each song...never could recapture The first fine careless rapture ! " Having in mind Shakespeare and Shelley, I nevertheless think the last three lines the finest ever...

...observer than Keats, namely Robert Browning, says of the same bird in his Home-Thoughts from Abroad— That's the wise thrush ; he sings each song twice...never could recapture The first fine careless rapture ! O fret not after knowledge—I have none, And yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not...

...the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dew-drops—at the bent spray's edge— That's the wise thrush ; he sings each song...over, Lest you should think he never could recapture And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, And will be gay when noontide wakes anev/ The buttercups,...

...the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dew-drops—at the bent spray's edge— That's the wise thrush ; he sings each song...over, Lest you should think he never could recapture And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, And will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups,...

...! " that's a hit, surely ! Here is Browning on the thrush, which I think should be to the lark : " He sings each song twice over, Lest you should think...could recapture The first fine careless rapture." The third is just thrown in by the prodigal hand of genius in a poem not to a lark but to a daisy :...

...love, we rise betimes, And go to it with delight. 511 Shaks. : Ant. and Gleo. Act iv. Sc. 4 BUTTERCUPS. All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower. 512 Robert Browning : Home-Thoughts, From Abroad. BUT YET. But yet, madam, — I do not like " but...

...the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song...dower — Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower! HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA. NOBLY, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North- West died away; Sunset ran,...