...views of the lake he can obtain. The Fells of Furness are seen across the lake ; but the murmuring " Bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest peak of Furness Fells," * are of course inaudible. Above the Fells the tops of Coniston, Old Man, and Bowfell are caught. On...

...fond belief That thou, if not with partial joy elate, Rer.eivest the gift for more than mild content ! Men were they ; lor would their \nd Students with their pensive citadels: Maids at the wheel, the Weaver at his loom, Sit blithe and...

...following out the track of thought suggested to my own mind : and though, as Wordsworth writes, — " Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room, And hermits are contented with their cells," I could sometimes feel inclined to fret at the narrow limits of artistic illustration within which...

...it : — "Nuns fret not at the Convent's narrow room, And Hermits are contented with their ce'.l?, And Students with their pensive Citadels. Maids at...bees that soar for bloom High as the highest peak of Kurness Fell?, Will murmur by the hour in the Foxglove Bells. In truth, the prison, unto which we doom...

...humanity to its hard but necessary lot. How exquisite and full of meaning are those lines — * Bces that soar for bloom, High as the highest peak of Furness...fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells; and then tie touching close — ' In truth, the prison unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is ;...

...we deeply feel that it is good for us to have known him. POEMS. " POEMS WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. SONNET. fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth the prison, unto which we doom...

...Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn." Sonnets. " Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in fox-glove bells : In truth, the prison, unto which we doom...

...Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn." Sonnett. " Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits are contented with their cells ; Aiid students with their pensive citadels ; Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom, Sit blithe...

...freedom. But, again, let the sonnet speak its own vindication : — " Nuns fret not at their convents' narrow room ; And hermits are contented with their...bees, that soar for bloom High as the highest peak of Furncss Fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove-bells : In truth, the prison unto which we doom...

...a forgotten tongue, He warbles melody.— Edit. 1815. MISCELLANEOUS SONNETS.* X* PREFATORY SONNET. NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And...citadels ; Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom, * "This form of poetry (the Sonnet), not admitting of the breadth and magnitude which is requisite...