Am I waking? Was I sleeping?    Dearest, are you watching yet?    Traces on your cheeks of weeping    Glitter, �Tis in vain you fret;    Drifting ever! drifting onward!    In the glass…

Translation from Horace     When he, that shepherd false, �neath Phrygian sails,    Carried his hostess Helen o�er the seas,    In fitful slumber Nereus hush�d the gales,    That he might…

�A stone upon her heart and head,    But no name written on that stone;    Sweet neighbours whisper low instead,    This sinner was a loving one.�    – Mrs. Browning.     �Tis…

�And if there�s blood upon his hand,    �Tis but the blood of deer.�    – W. Scott.     To beasts of the field, and fowls of the air,    And fish…

    The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save!    He is righteous whether He save or slay,    Brother, give thanks for the gifts He gave,    Though the gifts…

�Then hey for boot and horse, lad!    And round the world away!    Young blood will have its course, lad!    And every dog his day!�    – C. Kingsley.     There�s a…

    Aylmer�s Garden, near the Lake. LAURENCE RABY and ESTELLE.     He:    Come to the bank where the boat is moor�d to the willow-tree low;    Bertha, the baby, won�t…

    �Aye, squire,� said Stevens, �they back him at evens;    The race is all over, bar shouting, they say;    The Clown ought to beat her; Dick Neville is…

In Five Parts Part I    Visions in the Smoke     Rest, and be thankful! On the verge    Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,    But whose granite base the…

    In Collins-street standeth a statue tall,*    A statue tall on a pillar of stone,    Telling its story, to great and small,    Of the dust reclaimed from the sand…