THE

MONTHLY PACKET

OF

EVENING READINGS

FOR

Members of the English Church.

EDITED BY CHARLOTTE M. YONGE

AND

CHRISTABEL R. COLERIDGE.

NEW SERIES.

VOLUME III.

PARTS XIII. TO XVIII. JAN.-JUNE, 1892.

LONDON:

A. D. INNES AND CO.,

LATE WALTER SMITH & INNES,

31 & 32, BEDFORD STREET, STRAND, W.C.

1892.

Amélie de Vitrolles. By the Author of 'Vera'

Anne Coventry and Robert Ferrers. By Annie Armitt.

Astronomy without a Telescope. By J. E. Gore, F.R.A.S..

Cameos from English History. By C. M. Yonge :-

Curiosities of Parish Registers

114, 233, 353, 472, 593, 713

III, 231, 351, 470, 591, 711

Flowering Sunday. By the Author of 'Ruth Halliday'.

From the Old Testament to the New. By the Rev. Peter Lilly

Grenville of Wiveliscote, A. By Percy M. Wallace .

In the Foxglove Country. By Quilla

In the Fragrant South. By Fanny L. Green .

Jane Austen and her Heroines. By W. Warde Fowler.

Jeanie a Friendly' Girl. By Catherine Ponton Grant

King Arthur, as an English Ideal. By C. R. Coleridge.

Kirdorf. By Quilla.

618

Latour: Artist-Psychologist and Pastelist. By Esmè Stuart

Mr. Francis. By Annette Lyster

Mrs. Tom Tit's 'At Home.' By Blanche Oram.

Peasant Songs of Provence.

75, 199, 319, 443

By the Author of 'Mademoiselle Mori'

Pixie at the Church, The. By Beatrix F. Cresswell .

Poetry :-

Angel's Gift, The. By Cora Langton.

Gardens of Paradise. By Moira O'Neill .

385

56, 180, 309, 427, 547, 667

Grasmere A Fragment. By Dorothy Wordsworth

301058

Strolling Players. By C. M. Yonge and C. R. Coleridge

Studies in the Iliad. By F. Hayllar

Summer School of Art and Science, A. By A. C. Shipton

Transparent Nature, A. By C. Sorel Strong.

White Rose of Rome, The. By R. F. Jupp

Work and Workers :-

Hospital Nursing. By H. M. Wilson and R. Wilson

Teaching. By M. T. Wallas

The Stage. By Grace Latham.

3, 124, 243, 362,
482, 604

459, 579, 700

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185

302

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JANUARY, 1892.

INFANCY: A FRAGMENT.

BY HARTLEY COLERIDGE.

WHERE dwells the soul through all the dateless years
Ere the doom'd moment of the Infant's birth?
Comes it a stranger from the radiant spheres,
A naked exile to the shores of earth?

Or was it, e'en from nature's natal day

A life in wood, or wild or sunny stream,
That like a dream would lightly pass away,
And still return, a many-coloured dream?

Or slept the spirit in the Almighty mind,
Among the forms of fair and awful things,
High in eternal light and love enshrined,

Beneath the shadow of the Seraphs' wings?

Or is the Babe, that feels the hard cold air,
And feeling, weeps, so helpless and forlorn,
Abandon'd clean by nature, bald and bare,
That shrinks as if unwilling to be born?

Is the poor Babe a shape without a soul,

A thing of sinews, membranes, humours, nerves,
Whose Being is mere pain; the niggard dole,

Of a penurious power which barely serves

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