PAGE Hester. To Evening The Sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill The Wife of Usher's Well. The Beleaguered City Alexander's Feast; or, the Power of The Passionate Shepherd to his Love. Kubla Khan (A Vision in a Dream) Il Penseroso Jock of Hazeldean The Recollection Willie Drowned in Yarrow Lycidas (Elegy on a Friend Drowned in Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard THE BLUE POETRY BOOK Nurse's Song WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies. No, no, let us play, for it is yet day, And we cannot go to sleep; Besides in the sky the little birds fly, And the hills are all covered with sheep. Well, well, go and play till the light fades away, And then go home to bed. The little ones leap'd and shouted and laugh'd ; And all the hills echoèd. W. BLAKE. B A Boy's Song WHERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the mowers mow the cleanest, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the hazel bank is steepest, Why the boys should drive away HOGG. I remember, I remember I I.REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, |