24 FEBRUARY 1877, Page 15

POETRY.

ON THE HEIGHTS.

As one who climbs unto the mountain's brow Finds the strong head which served him on the plain Dizzy and blind, the heart whose pulse was low Now throbbing wildly with the upward strain, So fares the spirit on the heights of thought.

Reason, the manful, blankly stares and reels, While Love, the child-like, consciously o'erwrought, Cries out in anguish to the God it feels.

H. G. HEwLETr.