...summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, 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...

...summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, 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...

...summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, 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...

...old in story ; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff...

...pound of cheese) Or there could be the repetition of words, groups of words, or whole lines: Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying. Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. Alfred Lord Tennyson This little piggy went to market, This little piggy stayed home; This little piggy...

...1 , pp. 37-8 and 54-5. 65 In Tennyson's original, the last two lines of the first verse read: Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes dying, dying, dying. This was apparently Tennyson's rendition of the experience in Killarney in 1848 of hearing a bugle...

...Tennyson wrote: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. Great mossy forests of yew and oak suggest (except for those colonizing rhododendrons) how Ireland...

...summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. Later the poet conjures that most famous couplet about the horn, which I have already invoked in an...

...summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. (11. 1-6) And the second stanza has the lines that appealed so much to Montgomery and to Emily: 'O,...