30 AUGUST 1890, page 19
Poetry.
IN LALEHAM CHURCHYARD. 'Twas at this season, year by year, The singer who lies songless here Was wont to woo a less austere, Less deep repose, Where Rotha to Winandermere......
Books.
TWO FRENCH NOVELS.* La Neuvaine de Colette is one of the most delightful stories we have read for a long time. It is curiously different from the ordinary Prench novel, being......
The Wane Of Summer: Harvest-time.
SUMMER is passing. From the banks no more Are showered the pendulous sprays of eglantine, The honeysuckle coils have ceased to twine, The fragrance of the meadowsweet is o'er;......
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