...thy rest should discompose ; Thy arm falls coldly back again ; Is this the close, is this the close ? THE feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...The linnet's song is rarer, The robin pipeth now. London: SMITH, EU>E», dnd Co., Little Green Arbour Court, Old Bailey, BC Bij the same Author. THE...

...thy rest should discompose ; Thy arm falls coldly back again ; Is this the close, is this the close ? THE feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...yellow Above the swelling stream ; And ragged are the bashes, And rusty now the rushes, And wild the clouded gleam. The thistle now is older, His stalk begins...

...April l^th, 1840. THE FEATHERS OF THE WILLOW. RICHARD WATSON DIXON, Minor Canon of Carlisle Cathedral. The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...And ragged are the bushes, And rusty now the rushes, The thistle now is older, His stalk begins to moulder, His head is white as snow ; The branches all...

...our winged footsteps, scorning Time and Fate, At the celestial door. RICHARD WATSON DIXON Born SONG The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...branches all are barer, The linnet's song is rarer, FROM "CHRIST'S COMPANY" THE HOLY MOTHER AT THE CROSS Of Mary's pains may now learn whoso will, When...

...sets our winged footsteps, scorning Time and Fate, At the celestial door. RICHARD WATSON DIXON SONG The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...branches all are barer, The linnet's song is rarer, Born 1833 FROM " CHRIST'S COMPANY" THE HOLY MOTHER AT THE CROSS Of Mary's pains may now learn whoso...

...celestial door. RICHARD WATSON DIXON Born SONG The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown yellowr Above the swelling stream ; And ragged are the bushes,...The linnet's song is rarer, The robin pipeth now. THE HOLY MOTHER AT THE CROSS Of Mary's pains may now learn whoso will, When she stood underneath the...

...those I let my song go on ; 'Tis sweeter to remember than forget." RICHARD WATSON DIXON Born 1833 SONG The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...wild the clouded gleam. The thistle now is older, His stalks begin to moulder, His head is white as snow ; The branches all are barer, The linnet's song...

...Daniel's rare volumes dated 1884 and 1887, which have been long out of print. EM SONGS AND ODES SONG THE feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...The linnet's song is rarer, The robin pipeth now. THE SPIRIT WOOED ART thou gone so far, Beyond the poplar tops, beyond the sunset-bar, Beyond the purple...

...howl down the pass and ruffle all its surface: thick and ever thicker is the fall of the leaves : " And ragged are the bushes, And rusty now the rushes, And wild the clouded gleam." "The rooks are blown about the sky," and soon will the "last red leaf be whirled away." We seem to hear...

...still Till Time his gkss with Death's last dust shall fill." The booklet ends in a perfect song : — " The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown...The linnet's song is rarer, The robin pipeth now." In the autumn of his days Canon Dixon's time was occupied with a learned History of the Church of England,...