is a poet, and his prose is poetical, with some
of the faults, and Diverse beyond comparison, a twain essayist is always genial, and his pleasant country pictures7 some also of the merits, of that hybrid form of composition. Occasionally there is an effort to say fine things, but the iloot, Moving mutual will be welcome to town-livers. Longfellow, in thanking Mr. Unselliehness and sacrifice in love;
Piatt for a similar volume ten years ago, wrote :—" The ' Fly-
Leaves' I shall read with great interest, and I am sure with To justice.tempered mercy; tilt the twain, great pleasure. But not all at once. That would be a mistake. .Shall move together to the gates of death. Only a chapter at a time, as if it were a collection of poems ; and And when the sweep of mighty pinions veils I always find that one good poem at a time is enough." Read in Of mortal presoleneo, but a thought of God this way, no one will find Mr. Piatt's essays wearisome ; they are Revealed to us in sorrow, when we deem
very short, brightly written, rich in quotations, and by no The Lesbian debaters—for it is the question of woman's means lacking in fancy. Those are virtues which may satisfy rights that they are discussing—seem to have had a prevision the reader, and probably the writer also, for he is not likely to of "The Princess."—Marpessa, and other Odes. By Arthur Platt. think that these little essays are of lasting literary value. Every
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