7 MAY 1881, Page 15

POETRY.

CARLYLE.

'Thum went a Titan, but a Titan tossed With wild tumultuous hearings in thy breast, And fancy-fevered, and cool judgment lost In mighty maelstroms of divine unrest.

What souls were drugged with doubt in sceptic time Thy cry disturbed into believing life, And fools that raved in prose or writhed in rhyme Were sharply surgeoned by thy needful knife But, if there were who in this storm of things Sighed for sweet calm, and iu this dark for light, Aud in this jar for the wise Muse that sings All wrong into the.ordered ranks of right, They thanked not thee, who did'st assault their brain With thunder-claps and water-spouts for rain.

JOHN STUART MACKIE.