...by those, who would stimulate others to zeal in the cause of righteousness. " So sioka the day star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks his beam!, and with new spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the rooming sky." " He hears...

...greedy perusal, until they were at last used up and put out of existence. True it was to be with him — So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky. But his tuneful...

...itself is in the old form made perfect, and enlivened by ever-shining varnish, as if to tell the world " So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs its drooping head And tricks his beams, and with new-fangled eye Flames in the forehead of the inorniug...

...is gone, and to him the language of another poet may be applied. " Sunk though he be • So «inks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping bead, And tricks his beams, and with newspengled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning iky." Schumann...

...shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; thy clime ; Thy streams unfailing in the summer's drought; Unmatch'd thy guard 169 And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky: So Lycidas...

...alludes to the double office of this luminary in Adam and Eve's morning hymn, B. 5. and in Lycidas, " So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, " And yet anon repairs his drooping head, " And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore " Flames in the forehead of the morning sky." It is also...

...shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watry floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his buams, and with uevt spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky ; So LyciJas...

...Shepherds! weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor : So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky: So Lycidas sunk...

...shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, •, •••. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, . And tricks his beams, and, with new-spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas...

...shepherds, weep no more ; For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk tho' he be beneath the wat'ry floor ; r'st verse, and verse must lend her wing To honour thee, the priest of Phœbus' qui tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas...