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...Heath. Sometimes we wonder if it were here that he heard the skylark singing, as be himself sang — " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To mnpathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not."_ Sometimes we see him, on a summer's day, sauntering...

...Heath. Sometimes we wonder if it were here that he heard the skylark singing, as he himself sang — " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not." Sometimes we see him, on a summer's day, sauntering in Millfield Lane, with branches...

...gathering together things seemly and beautiful, and in the language of a modern poet,* • • bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. In this our first chapter we have been dealing (of necessity) with general subjects. We propose leading...

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