A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.
She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight, A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilights too her dusky hair, But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn.
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
The budding rose above the rose full blown.
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
And when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains,-alas! too few.