...to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Hor. So have I heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill: Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto...

...alta stet nive candidinn Soracte The imperative toi is infinitely more impressive, as in Shakespeare, But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. There is a simple and poetical deseription of Spring, in Catnllus's beantiful farewell...

...to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe U. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill . Break we our watch up ; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night...

...to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Hor. So have I heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill : Break we our watch up ; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night...

...the deep vales through which I must go, nor any house that he knew of, beyond his own. CHAPTER VI. The morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. The jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountains' tops. WITH the rising sun, then,...

...warning, Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine. But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill : Break we our watch up ; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet...

...to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill : Break we our watch up ; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-uight...

...to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill : Break we our watch up ; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night...

...strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. MORNING. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hilK REAL GRIEF. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone, my inky cloak,...

...light ; And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels From forth day's path, and Titan's firy wbegls. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. See, how the morning opes her golden gates, And takes her farewell of the glorious sun...