...for the numbers came.' Before he could read he was in the habit on a stormy day of spreading out his arms to the wind, and crying out, ' I hear a voice that's speaking in the wind.' When he was about eight years old he covered two sides of a slate with Thomsonian blank verse in praise...

..., who was a year older than I was , Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read, l was in the habit on a stormy day of spreading my arms...favorite of mine and I wrote hundreds and hundreds of lines in the regular Popeian metre, nay even could improvise them and so could my two elder brothers...

...flowers for my brother Charles, who was a year older than I was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read, I was in the habit on a stormy...a strange charm for me. About ten or eleven Pope's Homer s Iliad became a favourite of mine and I wrote hundreds and hundreds of lines in the regular...

...flowers for my brother Charles, who was a year older than I was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read, I was in the habit on a stormy...a strange charm for me. About ten or eleven Pope's Homer s Iliad became a favourite of mine and I wrote hundreds and hundreds of lines in the regular...

...flowers for my brother Charles, who was a year older than I was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read, I was in the habit on a stormy...a strange charm for me. About ten or eleven Pope's Homer s Iliad became a favourite of mine and I wrote hundreds and hundreds of lines in the regular...

...was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read, I was in the habit on a storrny day of spreading my arms to the wind, and crying out...About ten or eleven Pope's Homer's Iliad became a favourite of mine and I wrote hundreds and hundreds of lines in the regular Popeian metre, nay even...

...flowers for my brother Charles, who was a year older than I was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew; Before I could read I was in the habit, on a stormy...day, of spreading my arms to the wind and crying out, " 1 hear a voice that's speaking to the wind," and the words " far, far away" had always a strange...

...poet's soul. Under that impulse he would rush through the gales which swept the wold, spreading his arms to the wind and crying out " I hear a voice that's speaking in the wind." He absorbed the poets that were 1 Isabel was based on the character of Mrs Tennyson. I --. within his...

...Scott, Campbell, and Byron probably never produced a line with the qualities of this nonsense verse. " Before I could read I was in the habit on a stormy...far, far away ' had always a strange charm for me." A late lyric has this overword, Far, far away ! A boy of eight who knew the contemporary poets was...

...flowers for my brother Charles, who was a year older than I was, Thomson then being the only poet I knew. Before I could read I was in the habit on a stormy..."far, far away" had always a strange charm for me. The latter statement will be interesting to those who recall the poet's beautiful lines beginning,...