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MATTHEW ARNOLD, 1822-1888.

To Matthew Arnold, by Edwin Arnold.

Shakespeare

The Church of Brou .

DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI, 1828-1882.

CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI, 1830-.

The Writing on the Image.

LEWIS MORRIS, 1835-

The Invincible Armada . .

WILLIAM MORRIS, 1834-.

ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE, 1837-.

A Forsaken Garden

A Wasted Vigil

Chorus. From "Atalanta in Calydon".

AMERICAN POETRY.

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT, 1794-1878.

Shakspeare

The Slave's Dream

Sand of the Desert in an Hour-Glass .

Birds of Passage

The Lover's Errand. From "The Courtship of Miles Standish".

Song of the Bell

The Castle by the Sea

JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER, 1807-1892.

The Fountain

EDGAR ALLAN POE, 1809-1849.

Lexington..

On Lending a Punch-Bowl

"Qui Vive"

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES, 1809-.

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL, 1819-1891.

Yussouf

Leaving the Matter Open. From "The Biglow Papers".

WALT WH.TMAN, 1819-1892.

Beat! Beat! Drums! From "Drum-Taps".

From "Memories of President Lincoln❞

BAYARD TAYLOR, 1825-1878.

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Read our Poets: they shall weave
A garden of green fancies still,
Where thy wish may rove at will.
They have kept for after-treats
The essences of summer sweets,
And echoes of its songs that wind
In endless music through the mind.
They have stamped in visible traces
The "thoughts that breathe": in words that shine
The flights of soul in sunny places
To greet and company with thine.

HOEKZEMA, Poetry. 4th Ed.

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T. HOOD.

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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

2. THE VOICE OF SPRING.

I am coming, little maiden!
With the pleasant sunshine laden,
With the honey for the bee,
With the blossom for the tree,
With the flower and with the leaf:
Till I come, the time is brief.

I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the little bee is humming;
See! the lark is soaring high
In the bright and sunny sky;
And the gnats are on the wing,
Wheeling round in airy ring.

See! the yellow catkins cover
All the slender willows over;
And on banks of mossy green
Star-like primroses are seen;
And, their clustering leaves below,
White and purple violets blow.

Hark! the new-born lambs are bleating;
And the cawing rooks are meeting
In the elms
a noisy crowd!
All the birds are singing loud;
And the first white butterfly
In the sunshine dances by.