XXXIII. This time we'll shoot better game and bag 'em hot- (Ex: "Casa Guidi," quod videas ante) XXXIV. How we shall prologize, how we shall perorate, Feel truth at blood-heat and falsehood at zero rate, 260 Show monarchy ever its uncouth cub licks 270 Out of the bear's shape into Chimæra's, While Pure Art's birth is still the republic's. XXXV. Then one shall propose in a speech (curt Tuscan, XXXVI. Shall I be alive that morning the scaffold 280 Like the golden hope of the world, unbaffled "DE GUSTIBUS "" 1855 I. YOUR ghost will walk, you lover of trees, (If our loves remain) In an English lane, By a cornfield-side a-flutter with poppies. The happier they ! Draw yourself up from the light of the moon, And the blackbird's tune, What I love best in all the world In a gash of the wind-grieved Apennine O' the grave, and loose my spirit's bands, In a sea-side house to the farther South, To the water's edge. For, what expands Goes with his Bourbon arm in a sling: She hopes they have not caught the felons. Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais) Such lovers old are I and she: So it always was, so shal' ever be ! 20 30 40 HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM ABROAD. 1845 1. Oн, to be in England And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough II. And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows! 10 Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops at the bent spray's edgeThat's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture! And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, - Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower! 20 D. L.-5 HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA. NOBLY, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay; In the dimmest North-east distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; "Here and here did England help me: how can I help England?"—say, Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray, While Jove's planet rises yonder, silent over Africa. SAUL. I. SAID Abner, "At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, Kiss my cheek, wish me well !" Then I wished it, and did kiss his cheek. And he, "Since the King, O my friend, for thy countenance sent, Neither drunken nor eaten have we; nor until from his tent 'Thou return with the joyful assurance the King liveth yet, |