...My heart is breaking, and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. TENNYSON. The Rose. Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me,...Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ; that...

...wonted care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, outflies the wind. SONG. Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me,...have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the...

...care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, out flics the wind. • o N o. Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me,...have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncoramended died. Small is the worth Of Beauty from the...

...wonted care, Leaves the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, outflies the wind. io H a. t Go, lovely Rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me,...resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. VOL. in. O Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts...

...go ; For all we know Of what the blessed do above, Is that they sing, and that they love. SONG. Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me,...spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men ahide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beanty from the light retir'd : Bid her...

...l'amour. *Vas, aimable rose, dis à celle qui néglige' son tems et moi } qu'à présent elle doit savoir, "When I resemble her to thee ; How sweet and fair...Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spy'd , That hadst thou sprung In deserts , where no men abide , Thou must have uncommended died. Small...

...Wonder is shorter liv'd than love. THE ROSE. Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, Tell her, that's young, And shuns to have her graces...sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncoramended died. Small is the worth Of beauty, from the light retir'd : Bid her come forth, Suffer...

...and me, Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That, hadst thou sprung In desarts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died....Small is the worth Of Beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that...

...allowing for a greater mixture of fancy and sentiment, is Waller'* beautiful Address to the Rose. Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, • When I resemble her to t^iee, How sweet and fair she seems to be, &c. It concludes thus, Then die ! that she The common fate...

...her, she discovered an additional etanza written by him at the bottom of the song here copied. GO, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me,..." '• • -. How sweet and fair she seems to be. ' i Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied ; That had'st thou sprung In deserts,...