Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance.
. . . .
And, when the echoes had read more

Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance.
. . . .
And, when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the
silence.

Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, read more

Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.

I heard . . .
. . . the great echo flap
And buffet round the hills read more

I heard . . .
. . . the great echo flap
And buffet round the hills from bluff to bluff.

The worthy gentleman [Mr. Coombe], who has been snatched from us
at the moment of the election, and in read more

The worthy gentleman [Mr. Coombe], who has been snatched from us
at the moment of the election, and in the middle of the contest,
while his desires were as warm, and his hopes as eager as ours,
has feelingly told us, what shadows we are, and what shadows we
pursue.

Echo waits with art and care
And will the faults of song repair.

Echo waits with art and care
And will the faults of song repair.

(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.

(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.

Follow a shadow, it still flies you,
Seem to fly, it will pursue:
So court a mistress, read more

Follow a shadow, it still flies you,
Seem to fly, it will pursue:
So court a mistress, she denies you;
Let her alone, she will court you.
Say are not women truly, then,
Styled but the shadows of us men?

Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most
conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the read more

Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most
conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the highest lights.

Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.

Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.