...the pitcher The full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river channel Where tall rushes tell The water was wont to go warbling So softly and well, — How good is man's life here, mere living ! How fit to employ The heart and the soul and the senses For ever in joy ! Hast...

...pitcher, The full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river channel, Where tall rushes tell The water was wont to go warbling " . So softly and well,— How good is man's life here, mere living! How fit to employ The heart, and the soul, and the senses, For ever in joy!" '—Browning,...

...over with gold dust divine, And the locust's-flesh steeped in the pitcher ; the full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes...water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. Another Scriptural study, and of still greater interest if not excellence, is that entitled " An Epistle,"...

...over with gold dust divine, And the locust's-flesh steeped in the pitcher ; the full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes...water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. Another Scriptural study, and of still greater interest if not excellence, is that entitled " An Epistle,"...

...first plays him all the tunes he can think of; then sings to him of " the wild joys of living :" " How good is man's life, the mere living ! how fit...to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy !" Then he turns away from this merely animal life, and sings of the human objects...

...locust's-flesh steeped in the pitcher ; the full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river-chaniiel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. Another Scriptural study, and of still greater interest if not excellence, is that entitled " An Epistle,"...

...over with. gold dust divine, And the locust's-flesh steeped in the pitcher ! the full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes...employ All the heart and the soul and the senses, for ever in joy I Hast thou loved the white locks of thy father, whose sword thou didst guard When...

...locust's-flesh steeped in the pitcher; the full And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bullrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly...the heart and the soul and the senses, forever in Hast thou loved the white locks of thy father, whose sword thou didst guard When he trusted thee forth...

...pitcher. The foil draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river channel Where tall rushes tell The water was wont to go warbling, So softly and well. How good is man's life here, mere living ! How fit to employ The heart, and the soul, and the senses, For ever in joy." —...

...pitcher, The full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river channel Where tall rushes tell The water was wont to go warbling So softly and well, — How good is man's life here, mere living ! How fit to employ The heart and the soul and the senses Forever in joy ! Hast thou...