...unfaithfully even as figures—to designate, must be gathered from these other lines which precede:— " He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice...may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own." This, doubtless, is as exquisite poetry as can be had without the element of real hope in it. It breathes...

...leave it bare Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair! XLII. He is made one with Xature: there is heard His voice in all her music, from the...the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to bo felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power...

...dead, he doth not sleep ; He hath awakened from the dream of life ;" still he could only rejoice that " He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from th« moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird." With how much higher beauty does Milton pour...

...merely turns into prose the portion of the Adonaii of Shelley commencing with stanza xlii. : — " He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er th.it Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own ; Which wields the world with never wearied...

...the abandoned Earth, now leave it bare Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair ! XLII. He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herh and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its...

...should be indeed disconsolate did we not remember that : — He is made one with Nature. There is beard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a pretence to be felt and known In darkneas and in light, from herb and ttone; Spreading itself where'er...

...O'er the abandoned Earth, now leave it bare Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair XLII. He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird ; Ho is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself...

...unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. ***** He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone Threading itself where'er that power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own : _ ,, Which...

...unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. * * * * • He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stono Threading itself where'er that power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own : Which...

...unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. » * » « ' * He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to bo felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone Threading itself where'er that power...