WALT WHITMAN'S WORKS. The following cbeck-list of Walt Whitman published works is furnished to the Book Buyer by Ernest Dressel North, an ardent admirer of his writings as well as an enthhusiastic collector. Each of these volumes contains some variations from the other. There is a good opening for a careful bibliographer of this author, and it must be made by the combined knowledge of the Whitmaniacs and the collectors. All the world knows Whitman was most erratic in his methods. It is quite recently that any considerable attention has been paid to collecting first editions of Walt Whitman, and if he is the only truly original poet, as has been claimed by some, it is time that he receive his corner in the shelves of American first editions. I Leaves of Grass, Author's edition, 4to., Brooklyn, 1853 Fowler Wells Co., 12mo., New York, 1856 1856 1860 1865 1867 5 Drum Taps, 12mo., New York, 6 Leaves of Grass, 12mo., New York, 8 Passages to India, 12mo., Washington, 9 Democratic Vistas, 12mo., Washington, II 16 17 66 66 66 66 1871 1871 10 After All Not to Create Only, Roberts Bros., Boston, 11 "As a strong bird on pinions free," 12mo., Washington, 1872 12 Memoranda During the War, Au. ed., 12mo., Camden, 1875 13 Leaves of Grass, Portrait and Life, 12mo., Camden, 1876 14 Two Rivulets, Author's edition, 12mo., Camden, 1276 15 Leaves of Grass, (suppressed). J. R. Osgood Co., Bos., 1881 Author's edition, 12mo., Camden, 1882 Rees, Welch & Co., 12mo., Phila.. 1882-3 18 Specimen Days and Collect. D. McKay, 12mo., Phila., 1884 19 Leaves of Grass, David McKay, 12mo., Philadelphia, 1884 20 November Boughs, David McKay, 12mo., Philadelphia, 1888 21 Complete Poems and Prose, Author's ed., 8vo., Phila., 1888 Leaves of Grass, with Sands at Seventy, with a Backward Glance o'er Travelled Roads, Author's edition, 333 copies printed, 12mo., Pbiladelphia, 23 Good Bye, My Fancy, D. McKay, 8vo., Philadelphia, 24 Leaves of Grass, D. McKay, 8vo., Philadelphia, 1891-2 25 Complete Prose Works, D. McKay, 8vo., Philadelphia. 1892 26 Leaves of Grass, Small, Maynard & Co., 8vo., Boston, 1897 27 Complete Prose Works, Portraits, do., 8vo., Boston, 1898 22 1889 1891 QUESTIONS. "Bring me a book about this, or any footstep of knowledge, if it be true." I. Were there any early writers on charioting-drivng, or is the subject dealt with at all (technically) by any classical writer? Who are the earliest known writers on the general subject of driving? C. S. D., N. Y. City. 2. Who was the wife of John Calvin, the Protestant? S. 3. The following quotation is credited to Israel as if found in the Bible. If there, give the reference : ARNOLD. "They that seek the Eternal understand all thing." 4. Has Hegel's work on "Phrenomenology been translated into English and published, and if so, by whom published? R. L. K. 5. It is stated that there are six typographical errors in the Oxford edition of the King James Bible notwithstanding that several different proof-readers read it so carefully. Can some one furnish the list with the references? B. 6. In J. Radford Young's "Mathematical Tables, comprehending the Logarithms of All Numbers from 1 to 36,600, new edition, London, 1833, p. vi, in a footnote, he refers to an "Essay on the Computation of Logarithms," by himself. Who has a copy of this essay, and where and when published. H. C. L. 7. Why does the Apostle Peter always insist and say that Jesus was hanged on a tree (xulon) instead of crucified on a cross? Note the following: "The God of our fathers raised up Jesus whom ye slew and hanged on a tree." (Peter, Acts v, 30.) "And we are witnesses of all things which he did both in the land of the Jews and in Jerusalem, whom they slew and hanged on a tree." (Peter, Acts x, 39.) "Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree." (I Peter ii, 24.) "And though they found no cause of death in him, when they had fulfill all that was written of him, they took him down from the tree and laid him in a sepulchre." (Paul, Acts xiii, 29.) "His body shall not remain all night upon the tree (for he that is hanged is accursed of God). (Deut. xxi, 23.) "Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree." (Paul, Gal. iii, 13.) XULON. Cleopatra to Antony. BY MRS. SARAH M. CLARKE. Spread a feast with choice viands-friends, 'twill be my very last- Speed, Octavian, with thy minions fire thy heart with deadly hate! Thrones and sceptres are but trifles to my spirit's yearning pain; Fatal asp, thy sleep's not endle s, that the morrow's dawn will prove — Pardon, mighty ones, the error if Octavia I have wronged, Antony, my love, I'm dying! Curdles fast life's crimson tide, Strange emotions fill my bosom as I near the vast unknown; Antony! I'm coming! coming! open, open wide thy arms! Daughter of Egypt. BY BAYARD TAYLOR. "Daughter of Egypt, veil thine eyes! I cannot bear their fire; For they are flames that shun the day, and their unholy light The Stars of Beauty and of Sin, they burn amid the dark, Then vail their glow, lest I forswear the hope thou canst not crown, Cleopatra's Soliloquy. BY MARY BAYARD CLARK. What care I for the tempest? What care I for the rain? Oh Antony! Antony! Antony! when in thy circling arms, Oh, when shall I feel thy kisses rain down upon my face, As he towers a god above her - and to yield is not defeat. But what care I for pleasure? What's beauty to me now, But when the wine glowed brightest from my eager lips 'twas dashed. And I would give all Egypt but once to feel the bliss Which thrills through all my being whene'er I meet his kiss. For Nature's storms are nothing to the raging of my soul, I fear no Persian beauty, I fear no Grecian maid The world holds not the woman of whom I am afraid. But I'm jealous of the rapture I tasted in his kiss, And I would not that another should share with me that bliss. No joy would I deny him, let him cull it where he will, So that he feels forever, when he Love's nectar sips, So that all other kisses, since he has drawn in mine, Shall be unto my passion as water after wine. A while let Cæsar fancy Octavia's pallid charms Her cold embrace but brightens the memory of mine, And for my warm caresses he in her arms shall pine. 'Twas not for love he sought her, but for her princely dower; She brought him Cæsar's friendship, she brought him kingly power. I should have bid him take her, had he my counsel sought; I've but to smile upon him, and all her charms are naught; And I will show you, Roman, that for one kiss from me, The rain has ceased its weeping, the driving storm is past, With Antony, my lover, I'll kneel before his shrine Till the loves of Mars and Venus are naught to his and mine; And down through coming ages, in every land and tongue, With them shall Cleopatra and Antony be sung. Burn sandal-wood and cassia; let the vapor round me wreathe, With the sighing of the night breeze, the river's rippling flow, Let me hear the notes of music in cadence soft and low; Draw round my couch its curtains - I'd bathe my soul in sleep; 1 feel its gentle languor upon me slowly creep. Oh, let me cheat my senses with dreams of future bliss, In fancy feel his presence, in fancy taste his kiss, In fancy nestle closely against his throbbing heart, And throw my arms around him, no more, no more to part. Hush! hush! His spirit's pinions are rustling in my ears; I have won him - I have won him from Cæsar and his bride. Cleopatra. Upon a couch of crimson silk she lay, And floated down the slumb'rous, murky Nile; The warm air, fragrant from a lotus land, Swept like a sensuous breath across the day; What wonder Antony, with nerveless hand, Drunk with her kiss, "threw all the worth away"? Why wonder that he found a keener zest Beside this piece of perfect, faultless clay, It stills the tempest of his discontent, And for her sweet enchantment he gives fame. "Love is her theme and Antony her god;" He lays his manhood at her royal feet, And smiles upon the ruins while the flood Of love sweeps o'er him, fragrant, warm, and sweet. |