...disappointment and tho centre of his woe. " Howsoever these things bo, a long farewell to Locksley Hall. .NW, for me, the woods may wither ; now, for me, the roof-tree...vapour from the margin, blackening over heath and bolt ; Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast a thunderbolt. Lot it fall on Looksley Hall,...

...crescent promise of my spirit hath not set Ancient founts of inspiration well thro' all my fancy yet. Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley...may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...

...last accusing, avenging look at the scene of his disappointment and the centre of his woe. " However these things be, a long farewell to Locksley Hall....wither ; now, for me, the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt ; Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...

...crescent promise of my spirit hath not set; Ancient founts of inspiration well through all my fancy yet. Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley...the woods may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comea a vapour from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in...

...long farewell to Locksley Hall. Xow, for me, tho woods may wither ; now, for me, tho roof-tree faU. Comes a vapour from the margin, blackening over heath...Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast a tluuiderbolt. Let it ftill on Loeksley Hall, with rain, or hail, or fire, or snow, For a mighty wind...

...he feels within him that the "crescent promise of his spirit has not set." It is resolved — but, ere he goes, let every ray of remaining love and misery...wither ; now, for me, the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt ; Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...

...me as when life begun : Rift the hills, and roll the waters, flash the lightnings, weigh the Sun — Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley...may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...

...me as when life begun: Rift the hills, and roll the waters, flash the lightnings, weigh the Sun — Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley...may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...

...forward, he knew not whither. VOL. H. CHAPTER XX. Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Lockslejr Hall, Now for me the woods may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. TENNYSON. THE shades of evening were closing over Montrevor, and candles had just been lighted in the...

...me as when life begun: Rift the hills, and roll the waters, flash the lightnings, weigh the Sun — Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley...may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast...