...for an irate mule will kick. Night stole over the scene, and still the man sat on his inert steed. "Silently, one by one in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels." Perez did not appreciate the poetic beauty of his surroundings; his...

...whispered together, beholding the moon rise Over the pallid sea and the silvery mists of the s» meadows. Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lorely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. Thus was the evening passed. Anon the bell from the...

...whispered together, beholding the moon rise Over the pallid sea and the silvery mist of the meadows. 350 Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. Thus was the evening passed. Anon the bell from the belfry Bang out the...

...now some other little things. Just before the line, "Thus passed the evening away, " you find this, "Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels." Do you like that or not, Helen ? P: Yes, sir. T: Why ? Helen can't tell,...

...him. He wondered whether he was getting old. He was walking with Guinevere in the summer night, while silently one by one in the infinite meadows of Heaven blossomed the lovely stars. Their soft splendor settled into his heart. The waves whispered : She walks in beauty like the night...

...furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe And the mower whets his scythe. And this from Longfellow: Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. Or these seven words from Stevenson: "It was a clear night of stars."...

...>• Back end-leaves Map of the Stars, 12 p. M. January! SECRETS OF THE STARS i WHAT THE STARS ARE "Silently one by one in the infinite meadows of heaven Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels." PERCHANCE you may have stood out in the open only just last night and...

...have never consented to hear maligned the boldness in simplicity of some of the Longfellow metaphors. "Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels." This in "The Pilot's Story," however, lapses easily into banality: "Softly...

...Who is so young, or so old, for that matter, that he will not thrill a little at Longfellow's lines: "Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels." What does the poet say? "The stars appeared in the sky." In saying it...

...unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. 3. Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed. 4. Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. 5. Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. 6. Milton!...