...opem. Sic ego deficiens aegra te voce vocavi, Tuqve mihi fautrix tempus in omne venis. The Skylark. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy, whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...Glasgow, December 24<A, 1831. . THE SWAN AND THE SKYLARK. BY MRS HEBIANS. Hail to thee, blithe -pirn ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it,...full heart, In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. SHKLI.EY. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the faint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...

...golden-crowned wren (motacilla regulus) begins its song. The lark, also, must not be forgotten : — In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which...are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an embodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of...

...Like a sister and brother The child and the ocean still smile on each other, \Yhilst TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profusa strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a...

...speed, And bow their burning crest, and glide in fire Under the waters of Hie earth again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher Prom the earth thou springest jLike a cloud of fire," The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still...

...those graceful lines of Shelley, perhaps the most poetical he ever wrote, recurred to our memory — " Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." Alas! that the sentiment of life — a pleasant pastime, the realities a bitter pang — should be...

...from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingeet,...

...wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart [art. In profuse strains of unpremeditated Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

...pretensions to the hilarity of the former. The ill-fated Shelley has some exquisite lines to a sky-lark : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit ; Bird thou never wert,...unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the cloud ihou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The deep blue thou wingest, And singing .still doit soar...

...periodicals. I am, &c. JAMES M'QuEEN. Glasgow, December 1lth, 1831. THE SWAN AND THE SKYLARK. BY SIRS HEMANS. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...full heart. In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. SHEL7-EV. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the faint wind sigh'd melodiously, And...