Art.
"WILD WEATHER." THERE was certainly an unwonted bustle in the inn that morn- ing. The bar loiterers showed a brisk and somewhat excited. air; the landlord, one of the stoutest......
Il—fishermen's Song.
After the battle, the peace is dear, After the toil, the rest; After the storm, when the skies are clear, Fair is the Ocean's breast. Out in the gold sunshine Throw we the net......
Poetry.
LYRICS OF PERICLES.—I.* I. — INVOCATION TO CERES. GODDESS of the golden horn, Plenty's Queen when man was born, Hear us where we bend the knee To thine high divinity : Hear the......
Sonnet.
O SUMMER of the Saints, last yearning sigh Of Earth fordone, full fraught with gentle peace !— Smile of reposeful Nature, fain to cease From labour and be locked in apathy,—......
Iii. — March And Bacchanal.
Eva, Bacchus, the King ! Evoe, Bacchus, we sing ! Cymbal and thyrsua we bring, Evoe! Leaving Cithmron in shade, Come with the Graces arrayed, Come with the Asian maid, Eva! When......
Reading For Reading's Sake.
I To THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR.") SIR,—,1 propos of Lord Justice Fry's strictures on reading for mere amusement, may I ask you to find room for the following pregnant......
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