6 MAY 1893, page 18
Poetry.
THE MERRY MONTH. IT was the merry month, And the merry birds sang loud ; The wren was in the ivy-bush, The lark was in the cloud. In all that day of perfect May There seemed no......
Bull-finches And Apple-blossom.
[To TUB EDITOII OF TILE " BPECTAT011.1 Sin,—I wonder whether your contributor, the writer of the interesting article on the plague of voles (in the Spectator of April 8th),......
Art.
THE NEW GALLERY. This picture season will be remembered, it is safe to say, as a triumph for Mr. Sargent. What a calm review of the Academy leaves hardly doubtful, a visit to......
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