...arms ; And I fear, I fear, my Master dear! We shall have a deadly storm. Ballad qf Sir PATRICK SPENCE. WELL ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The...Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go. hence ,Unrous'd by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon clouds in lazy flakes, Or the...

...artificial. It begins thus— •' Well ! if the hard was weather-wise who made The grand old hallad of Sir Patrick Spence, This night, so tranquil now,...winds that ply a busier trade, Than those which mould you cloud in lazy flakes, Or the dull sobhing draft that moans and rakes Upon the strings of this .ICulian...

...fear, I fear, my Master dear! We shall have a deadly storm. » Ballad of Sir PATRICK SPENCB. IWELL ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old...Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unrous'd by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon clouds in lazy flakes, Or the...

...shall have a deadly etorm. Ballad of Sir PATRICK SPKNCE. WELL ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who nmile I'n ro it s"il by winds, that ply a busier trade Than those which mould yon clouds in lazy flukes,...

...(o«r. my М»«ог de«r! ft , «bill Ь«тв a deadly »torn. Ballot »/ Sir Parick Sfaa. WKLL ! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spencc, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unroiucd by winds, that ply a busier trade Than...

...'And I feur, J fear, my Master dear ! We shall bave a deadly elorm. Hallad of Sir Patrick Spaa. I. t mere appearances which thou Dost put on with the...Wilt not turn va into Swedes? This is the only thin ckmd in lazy flukes, Or the dull sobbing draught, that moans and rakes Upon the strings of this folian...

...deep philosophy of nature. We must content ourselves with his Ode to Dejection. DEJECTION : AN ODE. WELL ! if the bard was weatherwise, who made The grand...strings of this Eolian lute, Which better far were mute. NO. XXX11.—OCT. 1834. EE For lo ! the new-moon winter-bright! And overspread with phantom light,...

...harmonious close of the ode, which is as natural as its commencement is artificial. It begins thus — *' Well ! if the bard was weather-wise who made The grand...Spence, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence ' •'•>ti--r- "oo ii; Unroused by winds that ply a busier trade, Than those which mould you cloud...

...And I fear, I fear, my Mailer dear ! We ahall have a deadly storm. Ballad of Sir Patrick Spent. I. WELL ! if the Bard was weather-wise, who made The...mould yon cloud in lazy flakes. Or the dull sobbing draught, that moans and rakei Upon the strings of this ^Eolian lute. Which better far were mute. For...

...; And I fear, I fear, my Mailer dear ! We aball have a deadly norm. Ballid of Sir Patrick Sjwut. I. ail, Sounds 08 of a castle-bell. Stretch forth thy hand (thus ended she), And hel Spencc, This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence Unroused by winds, that ply a busier trade Than...