...bracelets, and take leas velvet, but they an not so pretty. Paris, May 10th. THE GARDEN. — JUN E. " And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever,...earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm car lays. Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod...

...what is so rare as a day in Jane, Then it ever com ^ perfect days ; Then heaven tries the earth it' it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays....or whether we listen, We hear life murmur or see it glUten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grayling...

...suspended over the department ; a happy idea, it must be allowed, of general publication. A DAY IN JUNE. AND what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; The heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays ; Whether we look,...

...0 3 3 21 3ï 4 feet 11 42 45S •••• MMMM •«ew^M •мяиншн JUNE hath 30 days. 18G9. And what is so rare as a day in June ! Then, if ever, come perfect days. * * * There's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. Я ¿ Aspect«,...

...contain some lovely sketches of nature: the following is from the First Prelude : — " And what is to rare as a day In June ? Then, if ever, come perfect...Every clod feels a stir of might. An Instinct within us that reaches and towers. And, grasping hlindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in gross and...

...from his castle, and the poet revels in a description of the glories of the summer : — ' Whether wo look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or...reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for liylU, Climla to a soul in grass and Jloicers. The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup...

...the poor, Though I turn me empty from his door ; That is no true alms ichich the hand can hold." " ' Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life...An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasjñng blindly а/юге it for li¡¡ktt Climb» to a soul itiyra#$ andßotcers. The cowslip startles...

...has never been snrpassed by any passage of English poetry : And what is so rare as a day in Jnne ? Then, if ever, come perfect days ; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tnne, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether \ve look, or whether we listen, We hear life mnrmnr,...

...and the poet revels in a description of the glories of the summer : — 1851.] SOME AMERICAN POETS. " Whether we look or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Evory clod feels a etir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly...

...Than the loudest breath of fame." as n JR LoaxU. YIT HAT is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if over, come perfect days ; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And o'er it softly her warm ear lays ": Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur or see...