...WILLIAM PARSONS. WALTON'S BOOK OF LIVES. FROM " ECCLESIASTICAL SONNETS," PART 111. THERE are no colors in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen W«s shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing. With moistened eye...

...flapping of the flame, Or kettle whispering its faint undersong. William Wordsworth WALTON'S BOOK OF LIVES THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as...and purest charity In Statesman, Priest, and humble Citi5en : Oh could we copy their mild virtues, then What joy to live, what blessedness to die! Methinks...

...Walton, which mar his book. "The feather," exclaimed Wordsworth: The feather, whence the pen Was snaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing. With moistened eyes . . . This is all very well, but we get a little tired of Walton's frequent use of such expressions...

...kindliness, this gentleness of Izaak Walton, which mar his book. "The feather," exclaimed Wordsworth: The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced...men, Dropped from an Angel's wing. With moistened eyes, . . . This is all very well, but we get a little tired of Walton's frequent use of such expressions...

...motives. However, the poem is of real interest in that it spectacularly outdoes Walton in his own mode: There are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as...charity In Statesman, Priest, and humble Citizen: O could we copy their mild virtues, then What joy to live, what blessedness to diel Methinks their...