The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, With quietness and beauty, and so feed And let the misty mountain winds be free For all sweet sounds and harmonies; Oh! then, Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance, If I should be, where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams That on the banks of this delightful stream EN D. ERRATA. Page 10 for "fog smoke-white," read "fog-smoke white." 18 50 140 202 those," read "these." Omit the comma after "loveth well." after" clanking hour," place a comma. omit the sixth line from the bottom, "And the low copses coming from the trees." |