...reaps not harvest of his youthful joys, Though tile deep heart of existence beat forever like a boy's ? luden breast, Full of sad experience moving toward the stillness of his rest. Hark ! my merry comrades...

...reaps not harvest of his youthful joys, Tho' the deep heart of existence beat forever like a boy'e ! Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger...withers, and the world is more and more. Knowledge comes, bnt wisdom lingers, and be bears a laden breast, Foil of ead experience, moving toward the stillness...

...reaps not harvest of his youthful joys, Though the deep heart of existence beat forever like a boy's ? Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger...rest. Hark, my merry comrades call me, sounding on tin bugle-horn, They to whom my foolish passion were a target for their scorn : Shall it not be scorn...

...gold, And life is a treasure sublime." — JG CLARK. The final, Ccesural, and Demi-casural Pause : " Knowledge comes, | but wisdom lingers, | and he bears...experience moving | toward the stillness | of his rest." | TENNYSON. * Notice the distinction between rhythm and metre. Metre is applied to words only, while...

...had settled down. Yet is not this the common experience for the first fourfifths of life at least ? , Knowledge comes, but Wisdom lingers, and he bears a laden breast, Full of sad experience moving towards the stillness of his rest. CLXII I. I must acknowledge the truth of what you say in the main,...

...had settled down. Yet is not this the common experience for the first four-fifths of life at least ? Knowledge comes, but Wisdom lingers, and he bears a laden breast, Full of sad experience moving towards the stillness of his rest. LXXVI. I must acknowledge the truth of what you say, in the tain,...

...Nor can we ever forget the moral worth of " Locksley Hall," and the gem of its sparkling thought, " Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and he bears a laden breast, Full of sad experience, moving towards the stillness of his rest." " Sir Galahad " will ever be remembered by the earlier readers...

...Though the deep heat of existence beat forever like a boy's? Knowledge comes, but wisdom linRfcrs, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers,...to whom my foolish passion were a target for their ьсогп : Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a mouldcrril siring;' I am shamed through...

...creation, in this our foreign land. A LADY OF ST. CYR. " Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and she bears a laden breast, Full of sad experience, moving toward the stillness of her rest." TENNYSON — Luckily Hall. O, no, mademoiselle, that cannot be : the ladies are entering...

...reaps not harvest of his youthful joys, Though the deep heart of existence beat forever like a boy's ? Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers ; and I linger...Hark ! my merry comrades call me, sounding on the bugle horn, — They to whom my foolish passion were a target for their scorn ; Shall it not be scorn...