Rondeau. - I Will Forget.

"It might have been so different a year     To what has been; the summer's guileless play     Not all a jest, comes back to me to-day     In add"

"Spring's face is wreathed in smiles. She had been driven         Hither and thither at the surly will         Of treacherous winds till her swee"

"There is a long thin line of fading gold         In the far West, and the transfigured leaves         On some slight, topmost bough that sways a"

"Evening has thrown her hushing garment round     This little world; no harsh or jarring sound     Disturbs my reverie. The room is dark,     An"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"