s!
Sweet scent of grass and bloom,
Playmates' glad symphony.
Cool touch of western wind,
Sunshine's divine caress.
How should they know or feel
They are in darkness?

But--O the miracle!
If a Redeemer came,
Laid fingers on their eyes--
One touch--and what a world
New born in loveliness!

Spaces of green and sky,
Hulls of white cloud adrift,
Ivy-grown college walls,
Shining loved faces!

What a dark world--who knows?
Ours to inhabit is!
One touch, and what a strange
Glory might burst on us!
What a hid universe!

Do we sport carelessly,
Blindly, upon the verge
Of an Apocalypse?

ISRAEL ZANGWILL.

THE DEATH OF DEATH.

SONNET CXLVI.

Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
Fooled by those rebel powers that thee array,
Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,
Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
Why so large cost, having so short a lease,
Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?
Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,
Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body's end?
Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,
And let that pine to aggravate thy store;
Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;
Within be fed, without be rich no more.
So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
And, Death once dead, there's no more dying then.

SHAKESPEARE.

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INDEX: TITLES AND AUTHORS

_For occupation, nativity, etc., of Authors, and the American publishers
of the American poetical works, see General Index of Authors, Volume X._

AESCHYLUS. PAGE.
Wail of Prometheus Bound, The (_Mrs. Browning's Translation_) 156

AGATHIAS.
Time's Revenge (_Bland's Translation_) 72

ALDRICH, JAMES.
Death-Bed, A 306

ALGER, WILLIAM ROUNSEVILLE.
Parting Lovers, The (_From the Chinese_) 104

ALLINGHAM, WILLIAM.
Dirty Old Man, The 55

ARNOLD, SIR EDWIN.
After Death in Arabia. 452
Secret of Death, The 434

ARNOLD, MATTHEW.
Requiescat 307

AUSTIN, ALFRED.
Agatha 13

AUSTIN, SARAH TAYLOR.
Passage, the (_Ge