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to the Church of Rome, and became a distinguished theological writer.

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From Poems and Songs. The verses I have given form the greater part of a poem entitled Bellambi's Maid, but I think they gain by being detached from the context. Henry Clarence Kendall (1841-1882) was a poet of really fine genius; his poems, partly descriptive and partly lyrical, deserve to be better known. He was an Australian, and was engaged in journalism at Melbourne. An English Review, the Athenæum, first welcomed his poetry into the world, and I am glad to have the opportunity of giving him a place in a collection of British poetry. I wish I had space to give more from Kendall.

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I copied this from a tombstone, not now to be found there, in Old Saint Pancras Churchyard. I presume it is original, I know it is touching, and therefore it is here.

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These verses were found after Crabbe's death on a paper enclosing his wife's wedding ring "nearly worn through before she died." See Life of Crabbe, by his son.

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From Collections from the Greek Anthology and from the Pastoral, Elegiac, and Dramatic Poets, by Rev. Robert Bland. The lines are paraphrased from or rather suggested by the following verses preserved in Stobaeus :

οὐ μὲν γὰρ οὕτως ἄν ποτ ̓ ἐστεφανωμένοι
προὐκείμεθ ̓ ἄνθεσ ̓ οὐδὲ κατακεχρισμένοι,
εἰ μὴ καταβάντας εὐθέως πίνειν ἔδει,

διὰ ταῦτα γάρ τοι καὶ καλοῦνται μακάριοι,
πᾶς γὰρ λέγει τις ὁ μακαρίτης οἴχεται.”

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From Ionica.

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Caroline Oliphant (1807-1831) was the niece and namesake of Lady Nairne, the author of The Land o' the Leal. Some selections from her papers were published by the Rev. Charles Rogers, in 1869, in a volume containing the poems of Lady Nairne. From the selection given by Rogers I have taken the extract given; I have omitted the last stanza in the original.

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From Whytehead's Poetical Remains and Letters. Thomas Whytehead (born 30th November 1815 at Thormanby in the North Riding of Yorkshire, died in New Zealand 19th March 1843) was a Fellow of St. John's College, Cambridge, who, subsequently entering the Church, went out with Bishop Selwyn to New Zealand. His poems have the note of distinction, and deserve to be known better than they are. I wish I had had space for a poem by him entitled The Second Day, which is a truly magnificent piece.

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From Poems published in 1839. Sterling is now chiefly remembered, not from any achievements of his own, but from Carlyle's singularly interesting biography of him.

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The lady to whose memory these lines are dedicated was one of Landor's early loves; she died suddenly and prematurely in India. Her very name is a poem, and it is amazing to learn that instead of its repetition Landor originally wrote in the second stanza "Sweet Aylmer."

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"Before finally quitting Leicestershire my father paid a short visit to his sister at Alborough; and one day was given

to a solitary ramble among the scenery of bygone yearsParkham and the woods of Glenham then in the first blossom of May. He did not return until night, and in his note-book I find the following brief record of this mournful visit.” -Crabbe's Life, by his son, chap. viii.

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These exquisitely pathetic verses were found in the pocketbook of a patient suffering from monomania, who was under the care of Sir Alexander Morrison. They are to be found in Sir Alexander's Lectures on Insanity, p. 137, note.

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These noble lines were written by Emily Brontë very shortly before her death.

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This is Lord Derby's exquisite paraphrase of Bishop
Wordsworth's beautiful epitaph on his wife :

I, nimium dilecta, vocat Deus; I, bona nostræ
Pars animæ; mærens altera, disce sequi.

The translation in the text appeared in the Guardian for
1st May 1867. The Latin original will be found in Bishop
Charles Wordsworth's Annals of My Early Life.

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Composed in 1842 when Lady Nairne had reached her seventy-sixth year. Lady Nairne's three well-known Scotch lyrics and her incomparable Land o' the Leal have not been included in this collection for the reasons explained in the preface.

From Ionica.

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES

ABOUT the sweet bag of a bee

Absence, hear this my protestation

A fool and knave with different views

Ah me, my friend! it will not, will not last!
Ah! no-when once the mortal yields to Fate.
Ah, what avails the sceptred race

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A human skull! I bought it passing cheap
All love, at first, like gen'rous wine

All needful works accomplished and endured
Amongst the thunder-splintered caves

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Arise

and away! for the King and the land

Art thou poore, yet hast thou golden slumbers.

As doctors give physic by way of prevention

As I in hoary winter's night stood shiveringe in the snowe

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Awake thee, my Lady-love

249

Away delights, go seek some other dwelling

15

Away; let nought to love displeasing

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BEAUTIE sat bathing by a spring
Behave yoursel' before folk

Be merrie, man, and tak nat sair in mind
Ben Block was a veteran of naval renown
Be not afraid to pray-to pray is right
Bird of the wilderness

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Cold in the earth-and the deep snow piled above thee

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Come away, come sweet Love

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Death, be not proud, though some have called thee

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Despair is not for good or wise

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False world, thou ly'st; thou canst not lend
Father! the little girl we see.

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Forget not yet the tried intent

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Forth now through all the sad cold earth.

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