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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
bring out the undoubted reality of what Ave have sought so feebly to express . We remember , years ago , reading before an attentive audience , some of Longfellow ' s pleasant and inspiring utterances , and we can recall the effect these three stanzas , slowly and carefully delivered , had
upon that enthusiastic audience—There is no flock , however , watched and tended : But one dead lamb is chere ! There is no fireside howso ' er defended , * . But has one vacant chair .
The air is full of farewells to the dying , And mourning's for the dead ! The heart of Rachael , for her children crying , Will not be comforted . Let us be patient ! these severe afflictions ,
Not from the ground arise : But oftentimes celestial benediction Assume this dark disguise . A recent American critic terms the folloAving stanzas " perfect lines , '' and so they truly are :
Lo ! in that house of misery , A lady , with a lamp , I see Pass through the glimmering gloom , And flit from room to room . And slow , as in a di-eam of bliss , The speechless sufferer turns to kiss
The shadow , as it falls Upon the darkening Avails . It has not been in our power to give more in the space allotted to us than a sort of faint outline of the claims of this true poet to the study and admiration of his race . But we apprehend that in the
future as to-day , as time runs on , if gentleness and purity of thought , if exquisiteness of diction , if fitness of illustration , if harmony of rythm , if friendly , tolerant , ennobling sentiments which seek to improve and elevate , soothe and cheer our poor suffering humanity , find friends and admirers , then will the writings of Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow still sway the mind and affections of men , still gain the grateful and approving verdict of an universal jury . We are glad to be introduced to some lines of Longfellow ' s on the fountain at Shanklin , which we did not know before , but which many , like ourselves , will appreciate and admire .
0 , traveller , stay thy weary feet , Drink of this fountain pure and SAveet ; It flows for rich and poor the same .
Then go thy way , remembering still , The wayside well beneath the hill , The cup of Avater in His name .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
bring out the undoubted reality of what Ave have sought so feebly to express . We remember , years ago , reading before an attentive audience , some of Longfellow ' s pleasant and inspiring utterances , and we can recall the effect these three stanzas , slowly and carefully delivered , had
upon that enthusiastic audience—There is no flock , however , watched and tended : But one dead lamb is chere ! There is no fireside howso ' er defended , * . But has one vacant chair .
The air is full of farewells to the dying , And mourning's for the dead ! The heart of Rachael , for her children crying , Will not be comforted . Let us be patient ! these severe afflictions ,
Not from the ground arise : But oftentimes celestial benediction Assume this dark disguise . A recent American critic terms the folloAving stanzas " perfect lines , '' and so they truly are :
Lo ! in that house of misery , A lady , with a lamp , I see Pass through the glimmering gloom , And flit from room to room . And slow , as in a di-eam of bliss , The speechless sufferer turns to kiss
The shadow , as it falls Upon the darkening Avails . It has not been in our power to give more in the space allotted to us than a sort of faint outline of the claims of this true poet to the study and admiration of his race . But we apprehend that in the
future as to-day , as time runs on , if gentleness and purity of thought , if exquisiteness of diction , if fitness of illustration , if harmony of rythm , if friendly , tolerant , ennobling sentiments which seek to improve and elevate , soothe and cheer our poor suffering humanity , find friends and admirers , then will the writings of Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow still sway the mind and affections of men , still gain the grateful and approving verdict of an universal jury . We are glad to be introduced to some lines of Longfellow ' s on the fountain at Shanklin , which we did not know before , but which many , like ourselves , will appreciate and admire .
0 , traveller , stay thy weary feet , Drink of this fountain pure and SAveet ; It flows for rich and poor the same .
Then go thy way , remembering still , The wayside well beneath the hill , The cup of Avater in His name .