...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfixed thy powers, And thy clear aims...

...modern life, with its sick hurry, its divided aims," no " unconquerable hope " in face of the strong " infection of our mental strife, which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest " ; but in matters of faith he was ever searching, unquiet, speculating, now sitting aloof from the...

...its divided aims, Its heads o'ertaxed, its palsied hearts, was rife — Fly hence, our contact fear ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted and like us unblest." — The Scholar-Gipsy. " The brave, impetuous heart yields everywhere To the subtle, contriving head...

...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers. And thy clear aims...

...former years, With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales. But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers. And thy clear aims...

...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales I But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous, and unfix'd thy powers, And thy clear aims...

...former years, With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales. But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...strife, Which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for icst; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon,...

...former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales ! But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...rest ; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, rife — Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes grow timorous,...

...ways " suggest active breezy life, and to get this in the old jovial careless way is now beyond us. " For, strong the infection of our mental strife, Which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest." But I am not aware that active, breezy life is incompatible with an imaginative view of things. Economics...

...in former years With dew, or listen with enchanted ears, From the dark dingles, to the nightingales, But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For...yet spoils for rest ; And we should win thee from thine own fair life. Like us distracted, and like us unblest. Soon, soon thy cheer would die, Thy hopes...