Poetry.
THE LOVE OF THE PAST. As sailors watch from their prison For the long, grey line of the coasts, I look to the past rearisen, And joys come over in hosts Like the white sea-birds......
Art.
MR. WHISTLER'S "VENICE," AT THE FINE-ART' SOCIETY, NEW BOND STREET. THERE are artists of many kinds and every rank, and there are painters of many kinds and every rank, who are......
Macedonia.
fro THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR.") Sin, — The daily papers are full of accounts of outrages in Macedonia. The correspondent of the Daily News says :— " From Macedonia we......
The Brindisi Mail.
[TO THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR.") Sia,—Dissatisfaction has been lately shown in England at the brevity of time which elapses between arrivals and departures by the Indian......
A Reply.
You ask me, dare I dream a part of me Has right of converse with the Infinite Mind,— I, a dull creature of dull flesh, confined In this mud cabin of mortality, To converse with......
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