...CAMPAIGNEK AT HOME. I.— LABUBNUM LODGE. ROSE'S cottage was nearly as sweet and dainty as its mistress. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that 1 love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells: And, sitting...

...poet's favourite garden, such as he pictures it to himself : A French Estimate of Alfred Tenayson. ' Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love.' There the church-bell brings tidings of the busy town, and you hear under the thick foliage the breezy...

...after that, You scarce can fail to match his masterpiece." And up we rose, and on the spur we went. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells, And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...landscape-painting. what can exceed this ? ' Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, hlooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells, And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...after that, You scarce can fail to match his masterpiece." And up we rose, and on the spur we went. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells ; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...inappropriate ; and when I asked her why, she quoted from " The Gardener's Daughter" the lines : — Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that 1 love. What an insidious way with it has beautiful verse, creeping without effort, and without observation...

...after that, You scarce can fail to match his masterpiece.'' And up we rose, and on the spur we went. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells ; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...after that, You scarce can fail to match his masterpiece." And up we rose, and on the spur we went. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells, And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...combine all that a poet could want to favour his intercourse with Nature and with his kind : • " Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells ; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...

...after that, You scarce can fail to match his masterpiece." And up we rose, and on the spur we went. Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it,...the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster...