...turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, And Xight as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet...they come. Quick ! let me fly, and cross Into yon further ñeld !— 'Tis done ; and see, Back'd by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale...

...turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, Aad Night as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet....they come. Quick ! let me fly, and cross Into yon further field. 'Tie done ; and see, Backed by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale violet...

...turmoil grow*. And near and real the charm of thy repose. And Xight as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet...talking, ride. From hunting with the Berkshire hounds tliey come. Quick ! let me fly, and cross Into yon further field ! — 'Tis done ; and see, Back'd...

...ride. From hunting with the Berkshire hounds they come. Quick ! let me fly, and cross Into yon further field ! — 'Tis done ; and see, Back'd by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale violet evening-sky, Bare on its lonely ridge, the Tree ! the Tree ! 1 take the omen ! Eve lets down her veil,...

...turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, And night as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet....Quick, let me fly, and cross Into yon farther field ! — 'T is done ; and see, Backed by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale violet evening...

...turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, And night as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet...they come.. Quick, let me fly, and cross Into yon further field! — "Tis done; and see, Back'd by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale...

...and thou art gone as well. But hush ! the upland has a sudden loss Of quiet ! Look ! adown the dark hill-side A troop of Oxford hunters going home, As...From hunting with the Berkshire hounds they come. In Mr. Matthew Arnold's first volume of poems occurs the " Scholar Gipsy," with which the poem of "Thyrsis"...

...turmoil grows, And near and real the charm of thy repose, And Night as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet....and talking, ride, From hunting with the Berkshire hound- they come. Quick ! let me fly. and cross Into yon further field. 'Tis done; and see. Backed...

...hush ! the upland hath a sndden joss Of quiet. Look! adown the dusk hillside A troop of Oxford huuters going home, As in old days, jovial and talking, ride....hounds they come. Quick! let me fly, and cross Into yon further field. 'Tis done; and see, Backed by the sunset, which doth glorify The orange and pale violet...

...night as welcome as a friend would fall. But hush ! the upland hath a sudden loss Of quiet!—Look, adown the dusk hillside, A troop of Oxford hunters...From hunting with the Berkshire hounds they come. I take the omen! Eve lets down her veil, The white fog creeps from bush to bush about, The west unflushes,...