...thy sword aside, And,' lean upon a Peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? One, all eyes, Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave ? Wrapp'd closely in thy sensual fleece O turn aside, and take,- I pray, That he below may rest in...

...thy sword aside And lean upon a Peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? One, all eyes, Philosopher! ;: fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize 'Upon his mother's grave ? Wrapp'd closdy in thy sensual fleece O turn aside, and take, 1 pray, That he below may-rest iw-peace,...

...thy sword aside, And lean upon a Peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? One, all eyes, ' Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave ? Wrapt closely in thy sensual fleece O turn aside, — and take, I pray, That he below may rest in...

...thy sword aside, And lean upon a Peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? One, all eyes, Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave ? Wrapt closely in thy sensual fleece O turn aside, — and take, I pray, That he below may rest in...

...and eloquent contempt by M 's favourite, Wordsworth, as one who is- — « all eyes; Philosopher — a fingering slave — One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grate." M was telling me, the other day, of what he called the escape that he once had from this perilous...

...thy sword aside, And lean upon a Peasant's staff. Physician art thou ? One all eye» ; Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave ? Wrapt closely in thy sensual fleece, O turn aside, — and take, I pray, That he below may rest in...

...thy sword aside, And lean upon a Peasant's staff. f Physician art thou? One, all eyes, Philosopher! ends did he tell, As louder and louder drawing near The saw of their teeth wit Wrapt closely in thy sensual fleece: O turn aside,— and take, I pray. That he below may rest in peace,...

...what Wordsworth says to such men in his poet's epitaph :— " Art thou one all eyes, Philosopher ! a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize' Upon his mother's grave ? " Wrapp'd closely in thy sensual fleece, Oh turn aside— and take, I pray, That he below may rest...

...merchant detects, if he be a BOTANIST; not one of those purblind men, who seek a plant for its rarity, " A fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize. Upon his mother's grave];" but he, who takes up the science as a philosopher and a philanthropist, who finds tongues in trees, and...

...merchant detects, if he be a BOTANIST; not one of those purblind men, who seek a plant for its rarity, " A fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave ;" but he, who takes up the science as a philosopher and a philanthropist, who finds tongues in trees, and...