...called up in all their tenderness and beauty, and with all their power to touch the heart of an exile. The voices of my home ! — I hear them still ! They...dreamy night — The blessed household voices, wont to till My heart's clear depths with unnlloy'd delight ! I hear them still, unchang'd : — though some...

...ultimate flight to America. The opening stanzas ire very beautiful : — " The voices of my homo ! — I hear them still ! They have been with me through...voices, wont to fill My heart's clear depths with imnlluy'd delight '. I hear them still, unchang'd : — though some from earth Are music parted, and...

...related by himself amidst the wilderness which has afforded him an asylum. THE FOREST SANCTUARY. i. THE voices of my home !—I hear them still! They...depths with unalloy'd delight! I hear them still, unchang'd:—though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth— Wild, silvery tones,...

...amidst the wilderness which has afforded him an asylum. THE FOREST SANCTUARY. i. THE voices of ray home ! — I hear them still ! They have been with...depths with unalloy'd delight ! I hear them still, unchang'd : — though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth — Wild, silvery tones,...

...related by himself amidst the wilderness which has afforded him an asylum. THE FOREST SANCTUARY. I. THE voices of my home !—I hear them still! They...voices, wont to fill My heart's clear depths with unolloy'd delight! I hear them still, unchang'd:—though some from earth Are music parted, and the...

...and these shall be by no means the least favourable specimens of the whole. The poem thus opens : ' The voices of my home ! — I hear them still! They...clear depths with unalloy'd delight! I hear them still unchang'd: — though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth — Wild, silvery tones,...

...and these shall be by no means the least favourable specimens of the whole. The poem thus opens : ' The voices of my home ! — I hear them still ! They...depths with unalloy'd delight ! I hear them still unchang'd : — though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth — Wild, silvery tones,...

...called up in all their tenderness and beauty, and with all their power to touch the heart of an exile. The voices of my home !—I hear them still! They...fill My heart's clear depths with unalloy'd delight! [ hear them still, unchang'd :—though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth—...

...his own imprisonment and ultimate flight to America. The opening stanzas are very beautiful : — " The voices of my home ! — I hear them still ! They...voices, wont to fill My heart's clear depths with unallny'd delight ! I hear them still, unchang'd : — though some from earth Are music parted, and...

...The poem opens with the following passionate aspirations, after ' days departed, never to return.' The voices of my home ! — I hear them still ! They...voices, wont to fill My heart's clear depths with unalloyed delight ! I hear them still, unchanged : — though some from earth Are music parted, and...