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Admiral Sir A. H. Markham,
west. By Coningsby Wil-
Death, The. By James A.
Persecution of the Prussian Poles,
eray's Characters. By Lewis
Reading of the Colonial Girl, The.
By Constance A. Barnicoat 220
west. By Coningsby Wil-
Textual Critics and English Verse 481
types of Some. By Lewis
By Monsignor Count Vay de
tion and Reminiscence. By
United States, the, Britain and .
Weather, Bad, The Charm of - 444 United States, The Coming Strug; When the World's Asleep. By A. gle in the
130 United States, The, and Japan 56 White Man, The, and the British United States, the, Japan and. By
Empire. By A Looker-On 602 Sydney Brooks
323 Whitewashing of English, The 187 Utopias, On Modern: A Letter to Winter Sleep of Plants, The. By H. G. Wells. By Vernon Lee 3
Felix Oswald, D.Sc.
Witch of St. Quenet, The. By Verse, English, Textual Critics
481 With a Car to the German MaVictorian Drawing-Room, The. By
nouvres. By the Author of Herbert Paul
"On the Heels of De Wet" Village Almshouse, The
666, 735, 789 Visioned City, A. By Gerald Women and Happiness
2 Women and Politics. By Caroline Visit to Both Camps, A
579 Voyage of the "Scotia,” The. By Woods in Winter, The
700 Admiral Sir A. H. Markham, K. C. B.
25 Zionists, The. By C. R. Conder 159
A Visioned City. By Gerald Gould
A VISIONED CITY.
JUNE. I gathered with a careless hand, Dark red roses in a honeyed wind There, where the waters night and swinging, day
Silk-soft hollyhock, colored like the Are languid in the idle bay,
moon; A little heap of golden sand;
Larks bigh overhead lost in light, and And, as I saw it, in my sight
singing; Awoke a vision brief and bright, That's the way of June. A city in a pleasant land.
Dark red roses in the warm wind fallI saw no mound of earth, but fair
ing, Turrets and domes and citadels, Velvet leaf by velvet leaf, all the With murmuring of many bells;
breathless noon; The spires were white in the blue air, Far-off sea-waves calling, calling; And men by thousands went and That's the way of June.
rame, Rapid and restless, and like flame Sweet as scarlet strawberry under wet Blown by their passions here and there. leaves hidden,
Honeyed as the damask rose, lavish as With careless hand I swept away
the moon, The little mound before I knew; Shedding lovely light on things forgotThe visioned city vanished too,
ten, hope forbiddenAnd fall'n beneath my fingers lay. That's the way of June. Ah, God! how many hast thou seen,
Nora Chesson. Cities that are not and have been, By silent hill and idle bay.
THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH.
Since dawn was budding in the sky,
And now the Sun is low. I have been down with sorrow in the
We did not pause at noon to say, deep,
"Already, half the day is done." Where never ray of light can pierce
We passed the golden time in play the gloom,
And did not mark the Sun.
Alas! that night-fall comes so soon
For us who revelled in the light.
Pray God, there be a fair full moon, There lie the buried hopes of all the
And stars be bright. years,
Frederick Brough. Lost lives, and broken hearts and
TO A CHILD.
I know not, child, how far thou art, I have been long with sorrow .If the Nor where thy home is in the sky, day
Only I feel about my heart Should ever dawn when I am free Thine arms continually.
from pain, And love lead gently back to life O sightless eyes, O folded bands, again,
Compass and pilot now are ye Can I forget that I have passed this To guide me to the sunlit lands way?
Beyond the sunless sea.
Will Foster. The Academy.