...the chase, And woodland pleasures." What follows is extremely beautiful:— " With the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees, and every icy crag, Tinkled like iron; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed; while the stars...

...pleasures." What follows is extremely beautiful : — " With the din Meanwhile the precipices Jang aloud ; The leafless trees, and every icy crag, Tinkled like iron; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed ; while the stars...

...the whole description of skating, vol. I. page 42 to 47, especially to the lines, " So through tho darkness and the cold we flew. And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The lenflefiH trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while...

...woodland pleasures, — the resounding horn, The pack loud-chiming, and the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle: with t he din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron...

...resounding horn, The pack loud-chiming, and the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the cold we Hew, And not a voice was idle: with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; Tlie leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron; while far-distant hills Into the tumult...

...of his own unfruitful life." And in a fine passage of this very poem already referred to, •• the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away."...

...to the whole description of skating, vol. i., page 42 to 47,8" especially to the lines " So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while...

...And woodland pleasures, the resounding horn, The pack loud bellowing, and the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud. The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while...

...lines " So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...

...Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away."...