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For this the fruit, for this the seed,

For this the parent tree;
The least to man, the most to God,

A fragrant mystery
Where Love, with Beauty glorified,
Forgets Utility.

JOHN B. TABB. - The Cosmopolitan, December, 1892.

When pilgrims crossed that heaving waste

Whose waters he had dared,
And in the soil of freedom placed

The seed their faith prepared.
They were a stern, unsmiling crew,

That bore the fruitful treasure;
For with so arduous work to do

They had no strength for pleasure.
But now a joyful nation sings,

“My country, 'tis of thee!”
Now to the vault of heaven rings

That anthem of the free.
And he, who could their song beget,

Receives a people's praise, -
Worth more than kingly coronet,
Greener than royal bays.

WALTER STORRS BIGELOW, -Facts, October 1892.


My country,—'tis of Thee,
Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side

Let freedom ring.

My native country,--thee,
Land of the noble, free,

Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills
My heart with rapture thrills

Like that above.

SWEETHEART, to you all things are clear,

The sky a pure perpetual blue,
And Youth's elixir in the air,

Sweetheart, to you!
But Joy to me is never true;
For though her fairy feet draw near,

They swiftly vanish out of view.
My life is like a garden drear

Whose rose of hope has lost its dew;
But morning buds are opening fair,
Sweetheart, to you!

WILLIAM H. HAYNE. -Lippincott's, January, 1893.

Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe partake,
Let rocks their silence break

The sound prolong.

Our fathers' God,—to Thee,
Author of liberty,

To thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light,-
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our king.


BETWEEN the sea-cliffs and the sea-shore sleeps

A garden walled about with woodland, fair
As dreams that die or days that memory keeps

Alive in holier light and lovelier air
Than clothed them round long since and blessed

them there
With less benignant blessing, set less fast
For seal on spirit and sense, than time has cast
For all time on the dead and deathless past.
Beneath the trellised flowers, the flowers that shine

And lighten all the lustrous length of way
From terrace up to terrace, bear me sign

And keep me record how no word could say
What perfect pleasure of how pure a day



Years to a century had grown

Since the explorer hailed The signs o'er darkened seas unknown,

That proved he had not failed,

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The rose no more shall meet his ardent gaze,

Like tender blushes of the maiden June, For summer birds repeat for him their lays

He hears no tune.

A light unshaken of the wind of time,

That laughs upon the thunder and the threat Of years that thicken and of clouds that climb

To put the stars out that they see not set,

And bid sweet memory's rapturous faith forget. But not the lightning shafts of change can slay The life of light that dies not with the day, The glad live past that cannot pass away. The many colored joys of dawn and noon

That lit with love a child's life and a boy's, And kept a man's in concord and in tune

With life-long music of memorial joys

Where thought held life and dream in equipoise, Even now make child and boy and man seem one, And days that dawned beneath the last year's sun As days that even ere childhood died were done.

Full-breasted Autumn, for the lusty throng

The harvest-feast shall spread with liberal hand; But he no more shall join their harvest-song,

Nor understand.
When the faint pulsings of the earth shall cease,

And on her naked form the shroud be spread,
He, like the snow-bound world, shall rest in peace,
For he is dead.

WALTER STORRS BIGELOW. -American Gardening, Nov., 1892.


The sun to sport in and the cliffs to scale,

The sea to clasp and wrestle with, till breath For rapture more than weariness would fail,

All-golden gifts of dawn, whose record saith

That time nor change may turn their life to death. Live not in loving thought alone, though there The life they live be lovelier than they were When clothed in present light and actual air. Sun, moon, and stars behold the land and sea

No less than ever lovely, bright as hope
Could hover, or as happiness be;

Fair as of old the lawns to seaward slope,
The fields to seaward slant and close and ope;

There on top of the down, The wild heather round me and over me June's

high blue, When I looked at the bracken so bright and the

heather so brown, I thought to myself I would offer this book to you;

This, and my love together,

To you that are seventy-seven. With a faith as clear as the heights of the Juneblue heaven,

And a fancy as summer-new As the green of the bracken amid the gloom of the



young lawyer was so much affected that it was the means of changing all his plans for life, and consecrating himself to Christ's service, he devoted himself with his whole heart to evangelistic work. Says Dr. Phelps: “I have had requests for autograph copies of this hymn and many testimonies concerning its helpfulness to others. I have heard it sung in various and distant parts of our land, on ocean steamers, and in other countries. A friend recently showed me a hymn book in the Swedish language containing it.”

At the celebration of the author's seventieth birthday, with other letters, the following words of sincere congratulation from Rev. Robert Lowry, D. D., dated in Plainfield, N. J., May 13, 1886, were read: “It is worth living seventy years even if nothing comes of it but one such hymn as

Savior! thy dying love Thou gavest me.

READ. “Sheridan's Ride” has been the most frequently quoted of Read's poems. It was written during the civil war. General Sheridan had defeated General Early at the battle of Winchester, 1864, and had driven him beyond Cedar Creek. General Early recovered his position, got his men into line, and turning upon his adversary, came near defeating Sheridan's army. Sheridan, hearing of the battle, rode rapidly up the valley, arriving at a most critical time. He rallied his men, and again succeeded in putting the enemy to rout. The poem was written shortly after, and soon found its way into almost every publication in the country, even including school readers.

Ibid. “America.” This passage was suggested by Power's statue of “America."

JACKSON. Emerson, when asked if Helen Hunt was not our best female poet, replied: “Why not omit the word female ?

WARE. “When Nature Wreathed Her Rosy Bowers,” is Mrs. Ware's first attempt at versemaking, and grew out of a desire to emulate her brother, who had already achieved some reputation as a poet. “My Brother” and “Beautiful Rest," are tributes to her brother.

HARRIS. “Stanzas" was written not a great while before Mr. Harris' death

PHELPS. Something for Thee.” This hymn, written in 1862, was first published in the Watchman and Reflector, and was copied into various other religious papers. Later, Rev. Robert Lowry requested Dr. Phelps to furnish some hymns for a collection he was preparing. Among other hymns placed in his hands was this one, and it appeared in “Pure Gold," with the excellent music which Dr. Lowry composed for it, and with which it will always be associated. It also appeared in “Gospel Hymns,” No. 1, and later in numerous collections in this land and lands across the sea. It has been a most helpful hymn to many hearts. A minister in Glasgow says: “A large family joined my church lately. The mother told me she had first of all happened to drop into our chapel, while a stranger in Glasgow, when she was quite overcome, as if her heart were lifted up, with the people singing

'Something for Thee.'" Professor W. F. Sherwin, a few years ago, was holding a Sunday-school Institute in Maine, and during the singing of the third verse of this hymn a

Happy is the man who can produce one song which the world will keep on singing after its author shall have passed away. May the tuneful harp preserve its strings for many a long year yet, and the last song reach us only when it is time for the singer to take his place in the heavenly choir."

At the close of the reading of Dr. Lowry's letter, the congregation, filling the First Baptist Church, New Haven, Conn., at once arose and sang the hymn.

As here printed the hymn, slightly revised, is in the form the writer desires it to be used in collections or elsewhere.

S. D. P.

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More,” constitute the finest group of songs produced in our century, and the third seems to many the most perfect English Lyric since the time of Shakespeare.” The name of the Princess is Ida.

W. D. A.

IBID. “The Golden Year" was published in 1842.

IBID. “The Two Voices” was published in 1842. It is a philosophical poem, the "voices” being those of faith and doubt.

IBID. “Merlin and Vivien." Merlin was the sage in “The Idylls.” It was also the name under which Tennyson contributed to the Examiner in 1852, a poem since reprinted, entitled "The Third of February." It seems to have been a favorite with him and no doubt it originated in the old romance founded mainly on the history of Geoffrey of Monmouth.

IBID. “In Memoriam,” as is well known, is a pen-picture of the religious doubts and misgivings through which Tennyson passed after the death of Arthur Hallam.

Ibid. “Maud,” a “dramatic poem,” published in 1855. The section beginning, “O that 'twere Possible,” having been published in the Tribute in 1837

W. D. A. IBID. “The Miller's Daughter,” published in 1830. An idyllic ballad including two short songs, “It is the Miller's Daughter,” and “Love that Hath us in the Net.”

W. D. A.

IBID. “Morte d'Arthur,” published in 1842, and afterwards incorporated in "The Passing of Arthur,” in “The Idylls of the King.”

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UPHAM. The Hill Country," was written September, 1889, at the fort of Monadnock.

HOPKINSON. “Hail, Columbia!” was written in 1798, when it was thought America and France were about to declare war. Coming as it did, at a time when the people were at fever-heat over the affairs of the nation, and their desire to maintain their own government, the lack of lyrical merit was not taken into account. It was patriotic, and gave utterance to their feelings. It was set to the music of “The President's March,” and for one entire season held the audiences of the theatres in its soul-stirring, captivating thrall.

IBID. “Locksley Hall,” published in 1842, has been parodied in the Bon Gaultier Ballads.

IBID. “The Gardener's Daughter" was published in 1842.

IBID. “The Princess was published in 1847. This, however, is merely the rude sketch of “The Princess" we now read. The poem has been entirely rewritten since it first appeared, and the songs, as well as the account of the Princess's weird seizure, are an afterthought. “It is,” says Stedman, “as he entitles it, a medley, constructed of ancient and modern materials—a show of mediæval pomp and movement, observed through an atmosphere of latter-day thought and emotion. The poet, in his prelude, anticipates every striction and to me the anachronisms and impossibilities of the story seem not only lawful, but attractive. Tennyson's special gift of reducing incongruous details to a common structure and tone is fully illustrated in a poem made

“ To suit with time and place,
A Gothic ruin and a Grecian house,
A talk at college and of ladies' rights,

A feudal knight in silken masquerade." Other works of our great poet are greater, but none is so fascinating. Some of the author's most delicately musical lines are herein contained. The tournament scene is the most vehement and rapid passage in the whole range of Tennyson's poetry. The songs reach the high-water mark of lyrical compositions. The five melodies, "As thro' the Land,” “ Sweet and Low," “ The splendor Falls," “Home they Brought” and “Ask me no

MONROE. “Columbia," is a portion of the “Ode" written by Miss Harriet Monroe, to be read at the opening exercises of The World's Columbian Exposition. This selection, together with some others from the same ode, were set to music by G. W. Chadwick, of Boston, and was sung at the dedicatory exercises in Chicago, by a chorus of five thousand voices. Miss Monroe was selected by a committee of the World's Fair directors to write an ode, and an award of $1,000 was offered for it. The ode was written and submitted to the committee, who in turn submitted it to three professional literary men, Messrs E. J. Harding, literary editor of the Chicago Tribune; F. F. Brown, of the Dial and William Morton Payne. Some suggestions were offered regarding changes thought best to be made, but Miss Monroe accepted but a few of them.

Smith. “America.” When a student at Andover, Dr. Smith was asked by Dr. Lowell Mason to write some English verses to suit the tunes in a German song-book, and adapted to church and Sunday-school use. Among that German music was the tune which he did not then know as that of “God Save the Queen."

When he was looking the book through in his room, this tune seized upon his fancy, and within a half-hour he wrote the lines that justly made him famous. He had no idea that he was composing a national anthem to the praise of liberty and freedom and the nation's God, but it was a spark from heaven, which kindled from heart to heart throughout the land.

W. S. B. BIGELOW. “Columbia's Poet Laureate.” This poem was inspired by a visit to Dr. Samuel F. Smith on the morning after his birthday, which by a strange coincidence, happens on the same day as that on which Columbus discovered America. During this visit an account of this poem was given, and the cause which inspired it.

N. L. M.

PARHAM, EUGENIA. Miscellaneous Poems. BUCK, Mary K. Miscellaneous Poems. McNAMARA, WILLIAM F. Miscellaneous Poems.

VASSER, WILLIAM EDWARD. Flower Myths, and Other Poems. Louisville, Ky.: Author's ed., 1884. 12mo, cl., pp. 90.

GILBERT, WILLIAM S. The “Bab” Ballads, ill. by author, sec. ed. Philadelphia: Porter & Coats. 12mo, cl., pp. 222.

GILBERT. Miscellaneous Poems.

BRITTINGHAM, FLORENCE V. Verse and Story. Buffalo: Charles Wells Moulton, 1892. Izmo, cl. pp. vi and 220,

HURD, HELEN MARR. Poetical Works, ill. Boston: B. B. Russell, 1887. 12mo, cl., pp. 418.

WALSWORTH, MINNIE Gow. Miscellaneous Poems.

UPHAM, Rev. JAMES, D. D. Miscellaneous Poems.

BLANCHARD, FERDINAND, M. D. Miscellaneous Poems.

CONKLIN, JANE E. D. Poems. New York: J. J. Little & Co., 1884. 16mo, cl., pp. 149.

O’BEIRNE, HARRY F. Miscellaneous Poems. SEE, BENJAMIN F. Miscellaneous Poems.

WHITTIER, JOHN GREENLEAF. Poetical Works. Boston: Houghton, Mifflin & Co., 1885. Svo, cl.,




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READ, THOMAS BUCHANAN. Poetical works, complete in three volumns. Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott & Co., 1890. i6mo., pp. 426-426-420.

JACKSON, HELEN Hunt. Poems, ill. Boston: Roberts Bros., 1892. 12mo, cl., pp. xvi and 266.

WARE, Mrs. Mary. Miscellaneous Poems.
HARRIS, EDMOND K. Miscellaneous Poems.

PHELPS, REV. S. DRYDEN, D. D. Songs for all Seasons. Boston: Silver, Burdett & Co., 1891. 12mo, cl., pp. xiv and 406.

PENNELL, HARRIETTE G. Miscellaneous Poems. BEERY, ADELINE HOHF. Miscellaneous Poems.

TENNYSON, LORD ALFRED. Poetical Works, complete. New York: T. Y. Crowell & Co., 1885. 8vo, cl., pp. viii and 896.

TENNYSON. Miscellaneous Poems.
SIMPSON, CORELLI C. W. Miscellaneous Poems.
Rice, WALTER ALLEN. Miscellaneous Poems.

Wilson, OLIVIA LOVEL L. Miscellaneous Poems.

FARRAND, MAY SPENCER, Miscellaneous Poems.

CRANE, REV. OLIVER, D. D. Minto, and Other Poems. New York: Wilbur B. Ketcham, 1888. 12mo, cl., pp. 259.

For engravings in this number of THE MAGAZIEE OF POETRY, the editor acknowledges the courtesy of Mrs. Frank Leslie and the Buffalo Electrotype and Engraving Co., Buffalo, N. Y.

For copyright poems and other selections, the editor returns thanks to J. B. Lippincott Co., Philadelphia, Pa.; Roberts Bros., Boston, Mass.; Silver, Burdette & Co., Boston, Mass.; T. Y. Crowell & Co., New York; Wilbur B. Ketchum, New York; W. E. Vasser, Athens, Ala.; Porter & Coates, Philadelphia, Pa.; C. W. Moulton, Buffalo, N. Y.; B. B. Russell, Boston, Mass.; J. J. Little & Co., New York, and Houghton, Mifflin & Co., Boston, Mass.

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