A Ballad Of May.
SPARKLING like a diamond Beams the day-star in the skies ; Nature, loosed from Winter's bond, Smiles as one in sweet surprise. Light and life are firm allies ; Hawthorns wear......
What Wanton Wind, Disorderly, Fantastic,
Hither impelled thy alien germ, 0 Weed ? Why wasted here was Nature's virtue plastic On such a seed ? Here, where the sumptuous rose and stately lily, Through the bright hours......
The Women's Memorial To The Queen.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR. " ] you kindly afford me a small space for the result of the attempt made by Englishwomen to record their protest in favour of Peace, and to......
Art.
THE SOCIETY OF PAINTERS IN WATER-COLOURS. Tars exhibition of finished drawings hardly fulfils the expectations which the last winter exhibition of sketches would be likely to......
The Weed's Answer.
THEN answered bold as beggar-brat That plant of mean descent,— "Whoever speaks to me like that Is very imperent. " At me no hothouse swell shall rail, In such outlandish lingo,......
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