...trinV'd and frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt, But kerchief'd in a comely cloud, on, Tell love it is but lust, Tell time it is but motion, Tell flesh it is but dus bath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the caves. And when...

...flounced, as she was wont, With the Attic boy to hunt, But kerchief'd in a comely cloud, While racking winds are piping loud; Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust had blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And, when...

...trick'd and frounc'd, as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt, But kerchef'd in a comely cloud, While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, . With minute drops from off the eaves. EC And when the sun begins to fling His flaring...

...frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt, But kerchicfd in a comely cloud, While rooking rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to nine His flaring...

...Attic boy to hunt, Hut kerchiefed in a comely cloud. While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill. Ending on the rustling leaves, Wiih minute drops from off the caves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring...

...universal Pan, Knit, with the graces and the hours in dance, Led on the eternal spring. EVENING EEP03E. WHEN the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched -walks And shadows ^IONYH, Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard...

...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, 125 While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from off the eaves. 130 And when the sun begins to fling His flaring...

...trickt and flounct as she was wont With the Attick boy to hunt, But cherchefd in a comely cloud, ' While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring...

...Attic boy to hunt, But Kerchieft in a comely cloud While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still. When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from oft' the eaves ! Contrast of Earlier and Later Poems. 327 Such...

...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud. While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered rime. Thou Sun, of this great world both eye and soul, rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring...