...his wonted care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, outflies the wind. SONG. Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and...that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth...

...love, My heart is breaking, and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. TENNYSON. The Rose. Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and...that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth...

...wonted care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, out flics the wind. • o N o. Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and...that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncoramended died. Small is the worth...

...wonted care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, outflies the wind. io H a. t Go, lovely Rose! Tell her that wastes her time and...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. VOL. in. O Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts...

...may go ; For all we know Of what the blessed do above, Is that they sing, and that they love. SONG. Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and...that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men ahide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth...

...execution, allowing for a greater mixture of fancy and sentiment, is Waller'* beautiful Address to the Rose. Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and...me, That now she knows, • When I resemble her to t^iee, How sweet and fair she seems to be, &c. It concludes thus, Then die ! that she The common fate...

...inférieures aux nôtres. Je vais en citer quelques - unes dans des genres dûTérens. TO THE ROSE. Go , lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me , That now she knows * Quand les rayons de la lune brillent sur le ruisseau , que son chant est doux quand l'amour en est...

...sing dirges o'er his stone. SONG. BY WALLER. (jro, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth...

...Wonder is shorter liv'd than love. THE ROSE. Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, Tell her, that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied; That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncoramended died. Small is the worth...

...them to her, she discovered an additional etanza written by him at the bottom of the song here copied. GO, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and..." '• • -. How sweet and fair she seems to be. ' i Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied ; That had'st thou sprung In deserts,...