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...out openly. 'Tis nature, full of spirits, waked and springing : The birds to Ihe delicious time ore singing. Darting with freaks and snatches up and down. Where the light woods co seaward from the town ; While happy faces, striking through the green. Of leafy roads, at every...

...nature, full of spirits naked and springing :— The birds to the delicious time are singing, Darling with freaks and snatches up and down, Where the light...their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scittery light. Come gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and swirl...

...— The birds to the delicious time are singing, Parting with freaks and snatches up and down, WLcro ing clouds of the North t Lo ! the death-shot of foemen...But down let him stoop from his havoc on high: Ah! scattered light, Corue gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and...

...eyed face, that laughs out oi«nly. Tie nature, full of spirits, waked and springing :— The birds to the delicious time are singing. Darting with freaks and snatches up and down, "Where the light woods цо seaward from the town; While hnppy fiices, striking through the green Of leafy roads, at every...

...laughs out openly. 'Tis nature, full of spirits, waked and springing : — The birds to the delicióos xt a deity. Then say not man's imperfect, Heaven in...ought ; His knowledge measured to his state and plac tho green Of leafy roads, at every turn are seen ; And the far ships, lifting their sails of white...

...m. ; Dartford, 3 m. ; Greenhithe, 3 m. ; NorthHeet, 2m. ; Gravesend, 2m. ; = 24 m. from London.] " Where the light woods go seaward from the town ; While...their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattery light, Come gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and swirl...

...'s the living soul, priest, minstrel, clown, Merchant or lord, that speeds not to the town ? Hence happy faces, striking through the green Of leafy roads,...their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattered light Come gleaming up— true to the wished-for day — And chase the whistling brine, and...

...the living soul—priest, minstrel, clown, Merchant, or lord—that speeds not to the town ? Hence happy faces, striking through the green Of leafy roads,...their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattered light,— J Come gleaming up, true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine,...

...laughs out openly. 'T is Nature full of spirits, waked and springing: The birds to the delicious tune are singing, Darting with freaks and snatches up and...their sails of white Like joyful hands, come up with scattery light, Come gleaming up true to the wished-for day, And chase the whistling brine, and swirl...