5.

"For his warlike feats renowned is,

From where the day out of the sea doth spring,

Until the closure of the evening."

6. "So forth she came, out of the city gate, With stately port and proud magnificence."

"Out of this nettle

I.

2.

5.

we pluck this flower

"Versed in hypocrisy, while yet a child Fickle as wind, of inclinations wild."

"Not the basilisk

More deadly to the sight, than is to me
The cool, injurious eye of frozen kindness."

4. "Who hath not owned, with rapture smitten frame

The power of - the magic of a name.”

5. "All various nature, pressing on the heart, All sufficiency, content,

Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books."

6. "That's for remembrance!"

I.

2.

6.

"Lands of the dark eyed maid, and dusky Moor."

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fairer than all else but thou,

For thou art fairer than all else that is."

Story'd of old in high immortal verse,
Of dire chimeras, and inchanted iles
And rifted rocks, whose entrance leads

to hell:

For such there be; but

is blind."

3. "But soon he raised his looks again,
And smiled his cares away,
And 'mid the hall of gaiety

Was none like him so gay."

--'s line."

4. "The spectre huntsman of

5.

"Where is the

phalanx gone?"

6. "See from my cheek the transient roses fly! See the last sparkle languish in my eye."

7.

"Why, man! he doth bestride the narrow world." "To-morrow, soldiers, by sea and land I'll fight." I. "I have no men to govern in this woodThat makes my only woe."

2.

"Well! now we are in

When I was at home, I was in a better

place, but travellers must be content."

3.

"He had lived for his love, for his country

6. "But we of the religion have borne us best

in fight;

And the good Lord of

the cornet white."

hath ta'en

C. C.

8.

"Vultures of the Mind."

I. "Little he ate, and less he spoke,
Nor mingled with the menial flock;
And oft apart his arms he toss'd,

And often mutter'd, 'Lost! lost! lost!'"

2. "She said: 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown :

3.

This child I to myself will take;
She shall be mine, and I will make
A lady of my own.'"

"Thick as autumnal leaves that strew the
brooks

In -, where the Etruscan shades
High over-arched in bower."

4. "See how the morning ope's her golden. gates,

And takes her farewell of the glorious

sun!

How well resembles it the prime of youth, Trimm'd like a 'gallant' prancing to his love."