19 MARCH 1927, page 14

Willow Song -

It WILLOW-wands, willow wands, here are coloured willow wand' Dipping by the river where the thrushes sing ; Purple willow, Creeping willow, White - willow, Weeping willow--......

A Letter From Liverpool.

[To the Editor of the SPECTATOR.] SIR,—Visitors to Liverpool for the Grand National should spare a moment from the great event to study the surrounding country in the light of......

Poetry

Violins I nAvv. loved violins, and I have thought as I heard them that they were birds crying at the other side of a wood, birds in the light beyond the dark wood, and none has......