Poetry.
"THE CRY OF THE TORIES." IN showers of gold and tinsel and enamel, The storms of Fate knocked down our Gessler's hat; But, gorged and fat with Ministerial camel, Say, shall we......
The Clergy And The Burial Service. [to The Emma Or
THE &memos."] SIR,—" A Hospital Chaplain" cries out before he is hart, for he will not find in my letter any expression of unwillingness to relieve the Clergy from the......
Art.
THE GROSVENOR GALLERY. [SECOND AND LAST NOTICE.] THE works of M. Bastian Lepage have excited more comment, and that of the most diverse kinds, than any others in this year's......
A Song Of Spring.
WITH the flying scud, with the birds on the wing, We wandered out at the close of day ; Our faint hearts swelled with the life of the spring, As the young buds burgeon on branch......
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