...for the dawn and thee. Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are dune, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls. Queen lily...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. BUGLE SONG. THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes...

...late ;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, "I wait." She is coining, my own, my sweet ! Were it ever so airy a tread, My...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. The Welcome, i. /~~*OME in the evening, or come in the morning; ^ — • Come when...

...rose in one ; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun. x. There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXIII. I. "THE fault was mine, the fault was mine " — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,...

...sunning over with curls To the flowers, and be their sun. There has fallen a splendid tear From tlie passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove,...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. THE BUGLE SONG. f]HE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story ; The long light...

...From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, iny fate ! The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. KATIE. IT may be through some foreign grace, And unfamiliar charm of face ; It may...

...weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait." 4She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. A. Tennyson. A FAREWELL. Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may...

...cineri ejus atque ossibus inussisti." Add the well-known lines ;r Tennyson's Maud, I. (xxii. n): " She is coming, my own, my sweet, Were it ever so airy...earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I Iain for a century dead, Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." 95....

...curls, To the flowers, and be their sun. There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. TENNYSON. TO ALTHEA. WHEN Love with unconfinfed wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea...

...splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coining, t young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : earthly bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble...

...weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear," And the lily whispers, " I wait." XI. She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. TENNYSON. TO ALTHEA. WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings...