. . . . . . . . . . . . 160
EGERIA'S SILENCE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 161
AGAINST OBLIVION . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 162
FOND COUNSEL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 163
YOUTH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 164
THE WANDERER . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 165
THE ADVENTURERS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 166
TO CLARE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 168
THE RETURN OF SUMMER: AN ECLOGUE . . . . . . . . 169
DREAM-MARKET . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 173
THE CICALAS: AN IDYLL . . . . . . . . . . . . . 180
THE FAUN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 186
FIDELE'S GRASSY TOMB . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 189
MOONSET . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 192
A SONG OF EXMOOR . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 194
MASTER AND MAN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 196
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GAVOTTE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 198
IMOGEN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 199
NEL MEZZO DEL CAMMIN . . . . . . . . . . . . . 201
THE INVASION . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 202
RILLOBY-RILL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 204
PEREUNT ET IMPUTANTUR . . . . . . . . . . . . 206
FELIX ANTONIUS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 208
IRELAND, IRELAND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 209
HYMN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 210
THE BUILDING OF THE TEMPLE . . . . . . . . . . 212
EPISTLE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 216
AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM . . . . . . . . . . . . 220
LE BYRON DE NOS JOURS . . . . . . . . . . . . 225
NOTES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 231
O strength divine of Roman days,
O spirit of the age of faith,
Go with our sons on all their ways,
When we long since are dust and wraith.
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POEMS: NEW AND OLD
_Songs of the Fleet_
I
_Sailing at Dawn_
One by one the pale stars die before the day now,
One by one the great ships are stirring from their sleep,
Cables all are rumbling, anchors all a-weigh now,
Now the fleet's a fleet again, gliding towards the deep.
_Now the fleet's a fleet again, bound upon the old ways,
Splendour of the past comes shining in the spray;
Admirals of old time, bring us on the bold ways!
Souls of all the sea-dogs, lead the line to-day!_
Far away behind us
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