On earth unseen, or only found To warm the turtle's nest. "For shame, fond youth, thy sorrows hush, Surprised he sees new beauties rise, The bashful look, the rising breast, The lovely stranger stands confest "And ah! forgive a stranger rude, "But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way. "My father liv'd beside the Tyne, A wealthy lord was he; And all his wealth was mark'd as mine, "To win me from his tender arms, Unnumbered suitors came; "Each hour a mercenary crowd With richest proffers strove : "In humble, simplest habit clad, "And when, beside me in the dale, His breath lent fragrance to the gale, "The blossom opening to the day, "The dew, the blossom on the tree, Their charms were his, but woe to me! Their constancy was mine. "For still I tried each fickle art, Importunate and vain; And while his passion touch'd my heart, I triumph'd in his pain. "Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret where he died. "But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, I'll seek the solitude he sought, "And there forlorn, despairing, hid, "Forbid it, Heav'n!" the Hermit cried, And clasp'd her to his breast; The wond'ring fair one turn'd to chide,— "Twas Edwin's self that prest. "Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, "Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And ev'ry care resign; And shall we never, never part, My life, - my all that's mine? "No, never, from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG. GOOD people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song, In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, A kind and gentle heart he had, And in that town a dog was found, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends; The dog, to gain some private ends, Around from all the neighboring streets, The wondering neighbors ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye; And while they swore the dog was mad, But soon a wonder came to light, That showed the rogues they lied: The man recovered of the bite, ELEGY ON MRS. MARY BLAISE. GOOD people all, with one accord The needy seldom passed her door, She strove the neighborhood to please, At church, in silks and satins new, Her love was sought, I do aver, EDMOND AND JULES DE GONCOURT. EDMOND LOUIS HUOT DE and JULES ALFRED HUOT DE GONCOURT, brothers and joint authors of numerous historical works. They were born in France, Edmond at Nancy, May 26, 1822, and Jules in Paris, Dec. 17, 1830; the latter died in Paris, June 20, 1870; Edmond, July 16, 1896. Their friendship was as close as their literary union subsequently became. Both were scholars of no mean attainments, and possessed equally the facile and strenuous talent that made them co-builders of a single renown. Among the joint productions of the brothers are "En 18-" (1851); "Histoire de la Société Française pendant la Révolution et sous la Directoire" (1854-1855); "La Peinture à l'Exposition Universelle " (1855); "Une Voiture de Masques" (1856), republished in 1876 as "Créatures de ce Temps; ""Portraits Intimes du XVIIIme Siècle" (1856 and 1858); "Histoire de Marie Antoinette" (1858); "Les Maîtresses de Louis XV." (1860); "Les Hommes de Lettres "" (1861), republished under the title of "Charles Demailly" (1861); "La Femme au XVIIIme Siècle" (1862); "Renée Mauperin" (1864); "Idées et Sensations" (1866); "Manette Salomon " (1867); "L'Art de XVIIIme Siècle" (1874). Among the works of E. Goncourt are "L'ŒŒuvre de Prudhon" (1877) and "Les Frères Zemganno," a novel (1879). After the death of his brother, Edmond Goncourt published "L'Euvre de Watteau" (1876); "La Fille Eliza" (1878); "La Maison d'un Artiste" (1881); "Chérie " (1884); "Madame Saint-Huberti" (1885); " Mademoiselle Clairon" (1890). Alfred Haserick's translation of "Armande,” an account by the brothers Goncourt of the adventures of the beautiful actress, was published in 1894. THE CHILD PHILOMÈNE. (From "Sister Philomène.") THE Church loves to surround childhood with pretty and fresh faces. She knows how these little beings, in whom the soul is called to life through the senses, are impressed by the outward appearance of those around them; she therefore strives VOL. X.-13 |