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...is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the ahTo move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up to the sky." A school-boy can correct Milton's roughnesses, and replace them with Pope-ish uniformity:...

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...it is impossible to doubt who was the author. Let me quote again those wonderful lines : — '•' There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf,...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Also let me draw attention to the passage from Isaiah xvii. 6, to which I believe we...

...of which it is a member. The tree represents a world, every part exhibiting a mutual dependence. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky,'' is influenced by, and influences, the lowest which pierces the humid soil. Like voices,...

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...Somewhat similar is the image presented to us in the following lines of Coleridge's Chriltabel:— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." NOTE.—To enhance the valour and address of Conloch, it is recorded in a legend that...

...clear autumnal days, when the fields are bare, and the woods shorn of their Summer splendour, save " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, " That dances...hanging so high, " On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky ." The dead leaves lie brown and faded, and gathered into heaps and drifts by the hcdgesides,...

...broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth, bleak 1 The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her rather love«...late, A furlong from the castle gate ? Sie had dreams up at the sky Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms...