Produced by Ted Garvin, Melissa Er-Raqabi and PG Distributed Proofreaders
New York
MACMILLAN AND CO.
AND LONDON
1893
Norwood Press
J.S. Cushing & Co.—Berwick & Smith.
Boston, Mass., U.S.A.
MISCELLANEOUS—
PRELUDE
AUTUMN
WORLD-STRANGENESS
"WHEN BIRDS WERE SONGLESS"
THE MOCK SELF
"THY VOICE FROM INMOST DREAMLAND CALLS"
IN LALEHAM CHURCHYARD
THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH
"NAY, BID ME NOT MY CARES TO LEAVE"
A CHILD'S HAIR
THE KEY-BOARD
"SCENTLESS FLOW'RS I BRING THEE"
ON LANDOR'S "HELLENICS"
To ——
ON EXAGGERATED DEFERENCE TO FOREIGN LITERARY OPINION
ENGLAND TO IRELAND
MENSIS LACRIMARUM
"UNDER THE DARK AND PINY STEEP"
THE BLIND SUMMIT
TO LORD TENNYSON
SKETCH OF A POLITICAL CHARACTER
ART MAXIMS
THE GLIMPSE
THE BALLAD OF THE "BRITAIN'S PRIDE"
LINES
THE RAVEN'S SHADOW
LUX PERDITA
ENGLAND AND HER COLONIES
HISTORY
THE EMPTY NEST
IRELAND
THE LUTE-PLAYER
"AND THESE—ARE THESE INDEED THE END"
THE RUSS AT KARA
LIBERTY REJECTED
LIFE WITHOUT HEALTH
TO A FRIEND, CHAFING AT ENFORCED IDLENESS
FROM INTERRUPTED HEALTH
"WELL HE SLUMBERS, GREATLY SLAIN"
AN EPISTLE
TO AUSTIN DOBSON
TO EDWARD CLODD
TO EDWARD DOWDEN
FELICITY
VER TENEBROSUM, SONNETS OF MARCH AND APRIL 1885—
THE SOUDANESE
HASHEEN
THE ENGLISH DEAD
GORDON
GORDON (concluded)
THE TRUE PATRIOTISM
RESTORED ALLEGIANCE
THE POLITICAL LUMINARY
FOREIGN MENACE
HOME-ROOTEDNESS
OUR EASTERN TREASURE
REPORTED CONCESSIONS
NIGHTMARE
LAST WORD: TO THE COLONIES
EPIGRAMS
WORDSWORTH'S GRAVE
LACHRYMÆ MUSARUM
DEDICATION OF "THE DREAM OF MAN"
THE DREAM OF MAN
SHELLEY'S CENTENARY
A GOLDEN HOUR
AT THE GRAVE OF CHARLES LAMB
LINES IN A FLYLEAF OF "CHRISTABEL"
LINES TO OUR NEW CENSOR
RELUCTANT SUMMER
THE GREAT MISGIVING
"THE THINGS THAT ARE MORE EXCELLENT"
BEAUTY'S METEMPSYCHOSIS
ENGLAND MY MOTHER
NIGHT
THE FUGITIVE IDEAL
"THE FORESTERS"
SONG
COLUMBUS
THE PRINCE'S QUEST
ANGELO
THE QUESTIONER
THE RIVER
CHANGED VOICES
A SUNSET
A SONG OF THREE SINGERS
LOVE'S ASTROLOGY
THREE FLOWERS
THREE ETERNITIES
LOVE OUTLOVED
VANISHINGS
BEETHOVEN
GOD-SEEKING
SKYFARING
The mighty poets from their flowing store
Dispense like casual alms the careless ore;
Through throngs of men their lonely way they go,
Let fall their costly thoughts, nor seem to know.—
Not mine the rich and showering hand, that strews
The facile largess of a stintless Muse.
A fitful presence, seldom tarrying long,
Capriciously she touches me to song—
Then leaves me to lament her flight in vain,
And wonder will she ever come again.
Thou burden of all songs the earth hath sung,
Thou retrospect in Time's reverted eyes,
Thou metaphor of everything that dies,
That dies ill-starred, o