18 JUNE 1892, page 18

From Heine. Thou Art A Flower's Image, So Fair, And

pure, and whole; Thy tenderness beholding, Love hallows all my soul. It seems as though a blessing Arose and filled my heart, A prayer that God, possessing, May keep thee as......

Poetry.

"IF I WERE FAIR." !" Then she looked into her mirror."] IF I were fair! If I had little hands, and slender feet; If to my cheeks the colour rich and sweet Came at a word, and......

Art.

PAINTING AND IMITATION. THERE is a phrase familiar in the language of plumbers' and builders' bills that occurs to one's mind when reviewing any large collection of modern......