...forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adien ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adien ! adien ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side...

...self! Adien ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adien ! adicu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...

...opening on the foaui Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu !...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream?...

...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self. Adieu !...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades. Was it a vision, or a waking dream...

...forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music ; by Keats, telling how — the plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side, and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley -glade : and more than all by Milton, who, living...

...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu!...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream...

...in so sweet a place." Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my soul's self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...

...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu !...deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Fust the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next...

...faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my soul's self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...

...perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back ffom thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...