...are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits...

...be aeen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can ; Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every...

...be seen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can ; Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every...

...birth — Which gleams, but warms no more its uherish'd earth ! Jfr The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its elan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig...

...other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of...

...other side, it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush ! beating heart of...

...is, she cannot tell.— On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, heating heart of...

...of my childish romance, I could not help thinking of this passage in " Christabel :"— " There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Suddenly, while I was...

...kneels beneath the hnge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. * * * * The night is chill, the forest is bare. Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks np at the sky." Then Christabel descries...

...IB it the wind that moaneih bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet carl From the lovely lady's cheek. There is not wind enough...red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often аз dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks np at the...