Poems. By Christina G. Rossetti. (Macmillan.)—This is a com- plete
edition of Miss Rossetti's poems. It will be welcome to many whose hearts were won long ago by " Goblin Market," and who have not ceased to admire the delicate fancy, the tenderness, the serious thought of this sweet singer. There is nothing absolutely new, we think, in the volume ; but it contains various poems that have appeared from time to time in magazines, and are now col- lected for the first time. Here is a piece that will probably be new to some readers :- "'THE MASTER IS COME, AND CALLETH FOR THEE;
Who calleth P—Thy Father calleth, Run, 0 Daughter, to wait on Him : He who chasteneth but for a season, Trims thy lamp that it burn not dim.
Who calleth 7—Thy Master calleth, Sit, Disciple, and learn of Him : He who teacheth wisdom of angels Make thee wise as the Cherubim.
Who calleth 7—Thy Monarch caleth, Rise, 0 Subject, and follow Him : He is stronger than Death or Devil, Fear not thou if the foe be grim.
Who calleth 7—Thy Lord God calleth, Fall, 0 Creature, adoring Him : He is jealous, thy God Almighty,
Count net dear to thee life or limb.
Who calleth 7—Thy Bridegroom calleth, Soar, 0 Bride, with the Seraphim ; He who loves thee as no man loveth, Bids thee give up thy heart to Him."
But in 1. 8," Cherubim" should be "Seraphim." It is they who " excel in wisdom," the Cherubim in strength.
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