...with them ahout the summer waters. IN a drear-nighted Decemher, Too happy, happy tree. Thy hranches ne'er remember Their green felicity : The north cannot...prime. In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy hrook, Thy buhhlings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look ; But with a sweet forgetting, They stay their...

...experienced, owing to their power of withstanding a considerable degree of cold while their sap is quiescent : The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle...frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. And yet such plants may, when once their sap is set in notion, require a higher degree of heat to bring...

...their might : — Again I shake your hand, — friend Charles, good-night. September, 1816. STANZAS. IN a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity : 45 :il; The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them ; Nor frozen thawings glue...

...drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy bmnches ne'er remember Their green felicity : 45 3R The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them ; Nor frozen thawings gluo them From budding at the prime. In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubbling...

...youth, 1 too have my blisses, which richly abound In magical powers to bless, and to soothe. STANZAS. In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree,...drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy babblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting, They stay then: crystal...

...trees, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicities : The north cannot undo them, With a sleeky whistle through them ; Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. Jn a dreary nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer...

...very day These lines ; and howsoever they be done, I leave them as a father does his son. STANZAS. IN a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree,...thawings glue them From budding at the prime. In a drear-uighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look;...

...drear-nighted Decemher, Too happy, happy tree, Thy hrnnches ne'er rememher Their green felicity : 45 3R The north cannot undo them. With a sleety whistle through them ; Nor frozen thawings glue them From hudding at the prime. In a drear-nighted Decemher, Too happy, happy hrook, Thy huhhlings ne'er rememher...

...bursting of the rustling leaf in April's tearful time," but a different reading or echo of Keats'— " In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree...Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity," &c. When Mr. Bennett speaks for himself he speaks well, and perhaps best of all in the sonnet, form....

...bursting of the rustling leaf in April's tearful time," but a different reading or echo of Keats'— " In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree...Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity," fee. When Mr. Bennett speaks for himaelf he speaks well, and perhaps best of all in the sonnet form....