26 MARCH 1887, Page 14

POETRY.

" WOULD TRY WARM HEART WERE HUNAN, TOO. I" WIGILD thy warm heart were human, too, 0 Spirit of the Spring !

So should thy softest breezes woo The souls most suffering.

So shouldst thou bid some frolic air No longer play so light,

But to foul courts and alleys fare, Full-charged with Spring's delight ;

To whisper what a glory fills The woodslope to the stream, Where in the dusk the daffodils Like flakes of sunlight gleam I Some air that in the sick man's breast Like a new life should lie ; Or fan the fevered.brow to rest, And with the dying die ! F. W. R.

• Cj; Ariet., "Probl," xxxv„. 3, where tbe coned of a saw at work or being sharpened is amid to cause a shuddering sensation.