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Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the
floor. Kagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Nameless here for evermore.
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown: Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the
town. As the summer morn was breaking on that lofty tower I stood, And the world threw off the darkness like the weeds of widow­hood.                                                           Longfellow.
Then we bounded from our covert. Judge how looked the
Saxons then, When they saw the rugged mountain start to life with armed
men.                                                            Aytoun.
Come, my lad, and sit beside me ; we have often talked before Of the hurricane and tempest, and the storms on sea and
shore: When we read of deed and daring done for dear old England's
sake, We have cited Nelson's duty and the enterprise of Drake.
Clement Scott.
Trisyllabic measures have not been much used by our poets for reasons that are not far to seek. They require the constant recurrence of two sylla­bles both unaccented and short to one syllable accented, and our language does not afford that proportion. Their construction being thus rendered