FLOWRETS—wreaths—thy banks along— Silent eve—th'accustomed song— Silver-slippered—whilom—lore— Druid—Paynim—mountain hoar— Dulcet—eremite—what time— ('Excuse me—here I want a rhyme.') Black-browed night—Hark! screech-owls sing! Ebon car—and raven wing— Charnel-houses—lonely dells— Glimmering tapers—dismal cells— Hallowed haunts—and horrid piles— Roseate hues—and ghastly smiles— Solemn fanes—and cypress bowers— Thunder-storms—and tumbling towers— Let these be well together blended— Dodsley's your man—the poem's ended. |