...forgetting eyelids keep The morningless and unawakening sleep Under the flowery oleanders pale) Hear it, O Thyrsis, still our tree is there! Ah, vain! These...train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow, the mighty Mother doth not see) Within a folding of the Apennine, 2105 Thou hearest the immortal...

...a sun will strike the sea. John Drinkwater '3 Arthur Hugh Clough died November 13, 1861. Hear it, O Thyrsis, still our Tree is there! — Ah, vain ! These...train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow, the mighty Mother doth not see!) Within a folding of the Apennine, Thou hearest the immortal...

...age of forty-one, leaving an indelible memory in the hearts of those who had talked and lived with him. To a boon southern country he is fled, And now...train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow the mighty Mother doth not see) Within a folding of the Apennine, Thou hearest the immortal...