OFF THE SKELLIGS

BY

JEAN INGELOW

VOLUME III.

LONDON
HENRY S. King & Co., 65 CORNHILL

1872

249. q. 494.

(All rights reserved)

OFF THE SKELLIGS.

CHAPTER I.

A lame black beetle preaching like a fish;
A squinting planet in a gravy dish;
Amorphous masses cooing to a monk;
Two fine old crusty problems very drunk
A pert parabola flirting with the Don;
And two Greek grammars with their war-paint on.

VALENTINE walked on before us, and set the boughs swinging as he passed. Mr. Brandon walked with me, and after a short silence, looking up, I saw that he was considering me with attention.

“I know you are not affected,” he said. " And so,” he continued, after another pause, 6 I feel sure that in talking of your face, as we have just been doing, you said what you really thought.”

VOL. III.