when, by the rout that made the hideous roar, his gory visage down the stream was sent, down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore? 1235 Weep no more, woful Shepherds, weep no more, for Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, 1236 sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. and yet anon repairs his drooping head, and tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore so Lycidas sunk slow, but mounted high, J. MILTON ADAM'S VISION FROM THE MOUNT N other part the sceptred heralds call IN to council, in the city-gates: anon gray-headed men and grave, with warriors mix'd of middle-age one rising, eminent in wise deport, spake much of right and wrong, and judgment from above. Him old and young J. MILTON 1237 PHONOS AST of this route the savage Phonos went, and when more age and strength more fierceness lent, she taught him in a darke and desart wood some sear'd his harden'd soul with Stygian brand: which for revenge to heaven from earth did loudly roar. P. FLETCHER 1238 Ον THE SUPPER OF BASIL VER the joyous feast the sudden darkness descended. All was silent without, and illuming the landscape with silver fair rose the dewy moon and the myriad stars; but within doors brighter than these shone the faces of friends in the glimmering lamplight. Then from his station aloft, at the head of the table, the herdsman poured forth his heart and his wine together in endless profusion: thus he spake to his guests, who listened, and smiled as they listened : 'Welcome once more, my friends, who so long have been friendless and homeless, welcome once more to a home, that is better perchance than the old one! Here no hungry winter congeals our blood like the rivers; here no stony ground provokes the wrath of the farmer: smoothly the ploughshare runs through the soil, as a keel through the water: all the year round the orange-groves are in blossom; and grass grows more in a single night than a whole Canadian summer. Here, too, numberless herds run wild and unclaimed in the prairies; here, too, lands may be had for the asking, and forests of timber with a few blows of the axe are hewn and framed into houses.' H. W. LONGFELLOW 1239 IT 1240 T was a lording's daughter, the fairest one of three, that liked of her master as well as well might be, till, looking on an Englishman the fairest that eye could see, her fancy fell a turning. Long was the battle doubtful, which love with love did fight, to leave the master loveless or to kill the gallant knight, to put in practice either, alas! it was a spight unto the silly damsel! But one must be refused, more mickle was the pain that nothing could be used to turn them both to gain; then of the two the trusty knight was wounded with disdain ; alas she could not help it! Thus art with arms contending was the victor of the THENOT TO CLOE IS not the white or red 'TIS inhabits in your cheek that thus can wed though it be full and fair, your forehead high, 1241 1242 lies watching in those dimples to beguile the wandering soul; not the true perfect mould ACIS AND GALATEA J. FLETCHER HE is a sea-god's daughter, may not she 'O Acis, my sweet Acis! shepherd sweet 'Acis,' she said, and still she cried on 'Acis,' ACIS AND GALATEA ACIS and Galatea whispering T. ASHE with honied words under the shadowy cliff;— how pleasant was it in the sultry noon! in the grass roots and deep-eyed violets 1243 of wealthy odour flushed the verdurous green; and crisping ripple calms, a stone's throw off, made shadows cool and reared a lofty front three leagues from Etna southward looking east. 1244 T. ASHE TRUST ME NOT AT ALL OR ALL IN ALL IN N Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours, faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers: unfaith in aught is want of faith in all. It is the little rift within the lute, that by and by will make the music mute, IT VISION OF LOVE A. TENNYSON T was the spring, and newly risen day my eyes too tender for the blaze of light, still sought the shelter of retiring night, when Love approached, in painted plumes arrayed; the insidious god his rattling darts betrayed, nor less his infant features, and the sly sweet intimations of his threatening eye. Such the Sigean boy is seen above filling the goblet for imperial Jove; such he, on whom the nymphs bestowed their charms, |