The birds and beasts are all But Philomela, from a neighboring bush Such plaintive numbers pours, Bids from her throat such thrilling notes to gush, And from her soul such woes she calls, That drowned in liquid music down she dying falls. Sad Ariadne's grief Found in the song relief, And half in listening she forgot her woes; But when she saw her slain By her excess of pain, Envying the bird that thus her grief could close, She hied her homewards to her cave, You may go search Time's kingdom over, I smiled and bending down did close I said: 'No girl that ever pressed Since heart first beat, 'But did esteem herself the first; The following exists only as fragment, And rather slew herself than would her sorrows and is as suggestive a bit of landscape as any in Tennyson: brave." Even more perfect is Love's Creed. If we sought for a parallel to it, we should be obliged to turn to Goethe in order to find any analogous combination of an almost Catullian form with an ethereal grace and tenderness of spirit. "Sitting once with my beloved, When our inmost hearts were moved She leaned her head upon my breast, 'Since first the rolling world went round, As this of thine. "Upon the reedy margin of the shore, And hear far Ocean's low continuous roar The wide, gray sky hangs low above the verge, While the salt sea-wind whispers in my ears, I seem absolved from the departed years, The Sonnets alone would, as it seems to us, be sufficient to stamp the writer as one of the company of poets who deserve to be remembered, though their words may be few. The following triad can hardly fail to command admiration : I. "If the first meaning of imagined words Or if, within the breasts of those that choose To read these lines, hung those responsive chords Quick to appropriate what sound affords Or come as near thee as my thought can reach ; II. Then would I say, thou hadst a shape of beauty, And countenance both shamefast and serene: rose, Were trash thy unregretful bounty chose Before loved feet for softness to be strewed. Perfect, unstained, celestial, the clear brood We must not omit to cite an instance of the melancholy depth to be found in some parts of the series, noticing at the same time the characteristic manner in which gloom as well as cheerfulness is set forth through the medium of a beautiful artistic image: From day to day his sickling, chiding in vain tears, With bitter drops I wash my wasting prime, There is a quiet strength, we think, in all which we have quoted, without which nothing is really graceful in any high sense. Grace implies a certain elasticity -a certain natural tendency to the erect -and an easy, unconstrained movement within the limits of natural power; and these qualities eminently belong to Mr. Roscoe's poems. We conclude our notice with the short piece which the editor has placed at the close of the Minor Poems, and which may fitly conclude any notice of the poet's works or life. SYMBOLS OF VICTORY. Yellow leaves on the ash-tree, And the streaming radiance of sunshine At a window a child's mouth smiling, And the sudden opening skies. A whisper in dying ears, A dying man on his pillow, Whose white soul fled to his face, I see, or the glory blinds me moth, been fixed eagerly and hope, the v on the progress of one man; politi... alt shades, from the most ultra of dret. Conservatives down to the most cap is Leral, agree for once in recog gin, Gatibabii the hero of the hour. Pac've months ago and many were disI to believe the glozing tales of the ests, a 1 regard the future liberator of Fa-s brigand; now that he has been 7 by the general of an establishterms sufficiently strong e mog » 4. and to sing the praises of lo Lothing compared v vad de ghis from Rome up eirenasce that to oph a prospect for the Italian im! roho, whier to the Continent, a 1 prevent any further an saves on the part of 1: atera Molet. That Gamba w S of Cha.'es Albert Luont m 1861 exck triot party, is Pince of· ari og lad beca a liber. : The conspiracy. We may also ret Torta civ it c |