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The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered,--"We are thy homesick children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven."161 The cobweb pretends to catch dew-drops and catches flies. 162 Love! when you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, I can see your face and know you as bliss. 163 "The learned say that your lights will one day be no more." said the firefly to the stars. The stars made no answer. 164 In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes
d been as good as Gold, She Promised in the Afternoon To buy him an _Immense BALLOON_.And [Illustration] so she did; but when it came, It got into the candle flame, And being of a dangerous sort Exploded [Illustration] with a loud report! The Lights went out! The Windows broke! The Room was filled with reeking smoke. And in the darkness shrieks and yells Were mingled with Electric Bells, And falling masonry and groans, And crunching, as of broken bones, And dreadful shrieks, when, worst of all,
what wants pruning, shingling, breaking up. He'll know what he would do if he were we, And all at once. He'll plan for us and plan To help us, but he'll take it out in planning. Well, you can set the table with the loaf. Let's see you find your loaf. I'll light the fire. I like chairs occupying other chairs Not offering a lady--""There again, Joe! _You're tired._" "I'm drunk-nonsensical tired out; Don't mind a word I say. It's a day's work To empty one house of all household
lded merit.Inevitably, since the industrial revolution, modernist critics havetended to stress its appeal to class consciousness. This appeal, realthough it is, can be overemphasized. The rude forefathers are notprimarily presented as underprivileged. Though poverty-stricken andignorant, they are happy in family life and jocund in the field."Nature is nature wherever placed," as the intellectuals of Gray'stime loved to say, and the powers of the village fathers, potentially,equal the
lled The forest, letting in the sun, and made Broad pathways for the hunter and the knight And so returned.For while he lingered there, A doubt that ever smouldered in the hearts Of those great Lords and Barons of his realm Flashed forth and into war: for most of these, Colleaguing with a score of petty kings, Made head against him, crying, 'Who is he That he should rule us? who hath proven him King Uther's son? for lo! we look at him, And find nor face nor bearing, limbs nor voice, Are like to
Jasmine, Carolina Separation. Jasmine, Indian I attach myself to you. Jasmine, Spanish Sensuality. Jasmine, Yellow Grace and elegance. Jonquil I desire a return of affection. Judas Tree Unbelief. Betrayal. Juniper Succour. Protection. Justicia The perfection of female loveliness. [Illustration] Kennedia Mental Beauty. King-cups Desire of Riches. [Illustration] [Illustration] [Illustration] Laburnum Forsaken. Pensive Beauty. Lady's Slipper Capricious Beauty. Win me and wear me. Lagerstræmia,