A QUESTION OF AUTHORSHIP.
[To THE EDITOR OF THZ " SPECTLTOR."1 .
STR,—Can you or any of your readers kindly say where the follow- ing quotations come from ? The last quotation is, I am afraid,
"The little cares that fretted me I left them yesterday Amongst the clover-scented grass, Amongst the new-mown hay.
Amongst the huskings of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and goad we learn,
Out in the fields of God."
"No fears to beat away, No slights to heal, . . . . . And the future sure." "But the . . . were not blind to Him. . . . . . . unkind to Him.
But the little green leaves were kind to Him When out of the woods He came . . ."
[The second quotation is to be found in Wordsworth's " Laodamia ":—
"No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,— The past unsighed for, and the future sure." —ED. Spectator.]