1 APRIL 1911, page 18
Poetry.
BURNING OFF. THEY'RE burning off in the Rampadells : The tawny flames up-rise With greedy licking around the trees; The fierce breath sears our eyes From cores already grown......
Books.
THE WORK OF J. M. SYNGE.* THE death of the late J. M. Synge, at a moment when he Teemed to be entering upon the period of his full maturity, was not only a loss to Leland. His......
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