Poetry.
PARENTHOOD. THESE are the years our God Laps down, and nothing loth, His sceptre and His rod As He were tired of both. Bids men and women take His empire for a while, To ban, to......
A Self-burying Fish.
[To THE EDITOR OP THE "SPECTATOR."1 Six,—A fish of curious habits exists in New Zealand, and' as it has apparently hitherto escaped the notice of naturalists, you will, perhaps,......
"cox And Box."
!TO THE Eurron OF THE "SPECTATOEn Ste,—The following impromptu lines, written by the late Lionel Lewin—a great friend of Sullivan's and a most versatile and amusing fellow—on......
The Right To Fight And Die For The Empire.
[TO THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR."] Sin,—Nine months ago—without sympathising with my views—you allowed me to protest in your columns against the treating of the war in South......
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