CURRENT LITERATURE.
"THOMAS CARLYLE.
" Sirius has ceased from out our firmament Of that proud star bereft, we grope our wait Through darker nights and dawns more dull and grey. Mentor and master! Meteor spirit, Went Of tears and battle music ; passion-rent, Yet, mowned by years, a lamp of constant. ray To shipwrocited hearts and weary souls astray ; To whet fur isles is now thy message Pont?
Cassandra prophet, cleaving through the cloud With iron scourge of coward compromise, Thou stood'st on Sinai's heights, to call aloud
Lightning mid doom on all the world of lies- Herculean Ilydra-slayer ; all thy days, As a gathered in sunset storm of praise."
That is good, though not, we think, so good as Professor Blackie's sonnet published last week in the Spectator, being loss discriminating, and pitched a little too high. "The Death *f Thomistocles" is agreeable reading and classical in spirit, but rather academic than dramatic. The Death of Themistocics, and other Poems. By John Nichol, M.A., Bailie], Oxon., LL.D., Regius Professor of English Language and Literature in the University of Glasgow. (.j. Maclohose, Glasgow.) —This is a volume of very refined and cultivated verse, which it is pleasant to read, though we do not think that any of the poems come up to the. level of enduring poetry. The following is a fair specimen:—
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