...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, Aud herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp...the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And bitterer was the grief devoured alone. That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress...

...poet, when speaking in their own persons, give nearly the same account of their motives for writing" Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet,...the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And bitterer was the grief devoured alone. That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress...

...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp...of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay. T Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way, Through secret woes the world has never known, When...

...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, Aud herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee« Yet once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet once again, forgive my feeble sway, And Utile reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay. Much have J owed thy strains oft life's...

...censnre sharp, May idly cavil at an idle lay. Mnch have I owed thy strains on life's long way, Throngh secret woes the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And hitterer was the grief devonred alone. That I o'erlive snch woes, Enchantress...

...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp...idle lay. Much have I owed thy strains on life's long wa>, Throngh secret woes the world has never known, When on the weary night dawn'd wearier day, And...

...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp!...feeble sway, And little reck I of the censure sharp Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way, Through secret woes the world has never known, When...

...poet, when speaking in their own persons, give nearly the same account of their motives for writing. " Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet,...the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And bitterer was the grief devoured alone. That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress...

...Malcolm's neck he flung, Then gently drew the glittering band, And laid the clasp on Ellen's hand. Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp! Yet,...the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And bitterer was the grief devoured alone. That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress!...

...blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee, Yet once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp...once again, forgive my feeble sway, And little reck I if the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay. Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way,...