...retir'd, And from her wild sequester'd seat, In notes by distance made more sweet, 60 Pour'd thro' the ase beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never : On a lone winter evening, wh ; Thro' glades and glooms the mingled measure stole ; Or o'er some haunted stream with fond delay 65...

...retired, And from her wild sequestered seat In notes by distance made more sweet. Poured through the mellow horn her pensive soul And dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels joined the sound; . . . The "Ode on the Popular Superstitions of the Highlands of Scotland," incomplete...

...Bubbling runnels join 'd the sound; Thro' glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Corno 95 100 Or o'er some haunted streams with fond delay, Round...Love of peace and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs dy'd away. 134 Ш?" — P — *-• ' *г ip] l? v 1 1 1 h- — — E — — Î 1 1 1 — *-^«яи_|...

...Milton, and perhaps Shakespeare, what passage in poetry haunted Coleridge more productively than this: Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or o'er some haunted steam with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs...

...retir'd, And from her wild sequester'd seat, In notes by distance made more sweet, Pour'd thro' the mellow horn her pensive soul: And, dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Thro' glades and glooms the mingled measure stole; Or o 'er some haunted stream with fond delay Round...