...clouds ! Once 7nore in the sunlight, and now we will throw open all the windows and let in the cool air. The splendor falls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story ; The.long light shakes across the lakes. And the wild cataract breaks in glory. Blow, bugle, blow...

...come, this church-yard sighs. Come, Jesus, come ! we wait for thee, — Thine now and ever let us be. THE splendor falls on castle walls, And snowy summits...! Blow, bugle! answer echoes, dying, dying, dying! O hark ! O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far, from cliff"...

...thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Bugle Song. The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying ! O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, id thinner, clearer, further going ! iUlfteb SEennljfon. rirt),...

...terra firma of prose. The following from Tennyson is a fine instance of the same : — " The splendour falls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story...in glory. Blow, bugle, blow ; set the wild echoes flying. Answer, echoes, answer— dying, dying, dying ;" a combination, the coherence of which is felt...

...terra firma of prose. The following from Tennyson is a fine instance of the same : — "The splendour falls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story...in glory. Blow, bugle, blow ; set the wild echoes flying. Answer, echoes, answer— dying, dying, dying ;" a combination, the coherence of which is felt...

...clouds ! Once more in the sunlight, and so we will throw open all the windows and let in the cool air. The splendor falls on castle walls, And snowy summits...light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract breaks in glory. Blow, bugle, blow ! set the wild echoes flying ! Blow, bugle ! answer echoes, dying,...

...the sunlight, and so we will throw open all the windows and let in the cool air. The splendor fulls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story ;...light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract breaks in glory. Blow, bugle, blow ! set the wild echoes flying ! Blow, bugle ! answer echoes, dying,...

...set the wild echoes flying. Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh hark ! oh hear ! now thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going...! sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elf- land faintly blowing. Blow ; let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes,...

...snowy summits, old la story; The luii({ light s imU'S IUTU.-S the lakes, Ami the wild cataract breaks in glory. Blow, bugle, blow \ set the wild echoes flying \ Blow, bugle ! answer, echoe?, dying, dying, dying ! ' I have bought me a bugle. A bugle is a good thing to have in the country....

...And cry, " Behold a God ! " THE BUGLE SONG. ALPKED TENNYSOIT. From " The Princess.'* THE splendour falls on castle walls, And snowy summits old in story,...oh, hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, forther going ; Oh, sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow,...