The copy of the letter. Ca. xxxi.
3951 Right gentyll herte of grene flourynge age
3952 The sterre of beaute and of famous porte
3953 Consyder well that your lusty courage

Phrenology

© William Schwenck Gilbert

"COME, collar this bad man -
Around the throat he knotted me
Till I to choke began -
In point of fact, garotted me!"

To Victor Hugo

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

IN the fair days when God

By man as godlike trod,

Quatrains Of Life

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

What has my youth been that I love it thus,
Sad youth, to all but one grown tedious,
Stale as the news which last week wearied us,
Or a tired actor's tale told to an empty house?

Sonnet. "If in thy heart the spring of joy remains"

© Frances Anne Kemble

If in thy heart the spring of joy remains,

All beauteous things, being reflected there,

The Ladys Lament

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Never happy any more!

Aye, turn the saying o'er and o'er,

Death Of Captain Cooke,

OF "THE BELLEROPHON," KILLED IN THE SAME BATTLE.

When anxious Spain, along her rocky shore,

Sonnet IV

Peace is happiness, but war is our plight
Under the heavens. He - prince of the night,
Severe captain- and the World's vanity
Work for our corruption diligently.

Breitmann In Rome

DERE'S lighds oopon de Appian,
Dey shine de road entlang;
Und from ein hundert tombs dere brumms
A wild Lateinisch song;

Evensong

The sun has set; grey shadows darken slowly
The rose-red cloud-hills that were bathed in light
O Lord, to Thee, with spirit meek and lowly,
I kneel in prayer to-night.

Mild was the morn, the sky serene,
The jolly hunting band convene,
The beagle's breast with ardour burns,
The bounding steed the champaign spurns,
And Fancy oft the game descries
Through the hound's nose, and huntsman's eyes.