...presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unhidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and...fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-bom maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as...

...rain of melody." Then follows that exquisite simile, where he compares the invisible singer to — " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." There are many other passages not so well known as these, but equally beautiful, which, if our space...

...rainbow clouds there flow :i'./. Drops so bright to see, 1.t from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...fears it heeded not Like a high-born maiden* In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour Writh music sweet as love, which overflows...

...flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till...fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour, With music sweet as love which overflows...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. THE SKYLARK. 55 Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour...

...critics, devoid of enthusiasm and inspiration, and utterly incapable of judging of the merits of — " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns...To sympathy, with hopes and fears it heeded not." feeling of love for poetry. Many persons speak, think, and write of poetry with a degree of extravagance...