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...shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about — 4. For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast A moulted feather, an eagle-feather — Well, I forget the rest. ANDREA DEL SARTO. (CALLED "THE FAULTLESS PAIXTEE.") BUT do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia...

...crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world, no doubt; Yet a hand's breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about: "For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside my breast, A moulted feather, an caylc-feather ! Well, I forget the rest." Since we cannot...

...laughter ! I crossed a moor with a name of its own And a use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about,...— For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast A moulted feather, an eagle-feather, — Well, I forget the rest. AFTER. 'THAKE...

...! " I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a nse in the world no donbt ; Yet a hand'B-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about ; " For there I picked np on the heather, And there I put inside my breast, A moulted feather, an eagle-feather — Well,...

...its own And a place in the world, no doubt : But a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the bleak miles round about ; For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast A moulted feather — an eagle's feather — Well, I forget the rest. BROWNING....

...laughter ! I crossed a moor with a name of its own And a use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about,...— For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast AFTER. '"T'AKE the cloak from his face, and at first JL Let the corpse do its...

...shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : IV. For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast A moulted feather, an eagle-feather ! Well, I forget the rest. APPARENT FAILURE. "We shall soon lose a celebrated building." Paris Newspaper. I. No, for I '11 save...

...crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about : For there I picked up on the heather And there I put inside my breast POPULARITY. I. STAND still, true poet that you are ! I know you ; let me try...

...name of its own And a use in the world no doubt, 10 Yet a hand'ft-lireadth of it shines alono 'Л1 id the blank miles round about : For there I picked up on the heather, And there I put inside my breast, A moulted feather, an eagle-feather — Well, I forget the rest. The dramatic...