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The Lily of Malud, and other Poems. By J. C. Squire. (Martin Seeker. 2s. 6d.)—Mr. Squire's poems of love and Nature and death are interesting and artistic, and show a promising desire to experiment in new forms, as in the free verso of "The Stronghold" and " Acacia Tree." "The March "is an impressive vision :— "I heard a voice that cried : Make way for those who died t' And all the coloured crowd like ghosts at morning fled ; And down the waiting road, rank after rank there strode, In mute and measured march a hundred thousand dead."
We like best the touching verses "To a Bull-Dog," beginning "We shan't see Willy any more, Mamie," and recalling the master who has fallen in the war. We like this poem not only for its own sake, but also because it reminds us of Mr. Squire's lighter manner. Mr. Squire will, we trust, look to his satiric vein with renewed vigour, for satire in the old and true sense is sadly lacking in our modern verse.
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