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'He was 'a stricken deer that left the herd.'
His musings called he browsings, ruminations,
In language of the herd. To chew the cud
Is the suggestive sense of ruminations.
The study hath such, as the meadow hath,
And these were of them. But the ruminant
In study pent inclines to chew the cud
Of sweet and bitter fancies, and of facts
Sometimes both soluble and succulent,
And sometimes not."

Nicias Foxcar.

Boston:
ROBERTS BROTHERS.

1871.

RD 8302

UNIVERSITI

LIBRARY MAR 5 1641

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84

V. SOLITUDE IN CROWDS

VI. CITIES OF REFUGE: A SEQUEL TO SOLITUDE IN CROWDS 93

VII. THE BRUTE WORLD A MYSTERY

102

VIII. HANDY-DANDY, JUSTICE AND THIEF.-A CUE FROM

SHAKSPEARE

· 132

IX. ABOUT SQUARE MEN IN ROUND HOLES ; AND ROUND

IN SQUARE

· 151

X. ABOUT TOIL AS A BOON TO SORROW

· 164

XI. ABOUT GREAT GRIEFS AS A MEDICINE TO LESS.-A CUE

FROM SHAKSPEARE -

• 195

XII. ABOUT CONTRADICTORY PEOPLE: READINGS OF CHA-

RACTER

202

XIII. ABOUT FINDING ONE'S OCCUPATION GONE. --A CUE

FROM SHAKSPEARE-

218

XIV, A GOOD LISTENER

236

XV. OUR LITTLE LIFE DREAM-FRAUGHT, SLEEP-ROUNDED.

-A CUE FROM SHAKSPEARE

- 252

XVI. A GOUTY SUBJECT

273

XVII. ABOUT PETER BELL AND PRIMROSES.-A CUE FROM

WORDSWORTH

296

XVIII. ABOUT EJUXRIA AND GOMBROON : GLIMPSES OF DAY.

DREAMLAND

• 310

XIX. THE LAST SMILE

.

• 328

CUES FROM ALL QUARTERS.

I.

Dnce a Child.

I

HAD been looking in the morning at Lough's fine re

cumbent statue of Robert Southey—now laid out in white marble, within Crosthwaite Church. The impression of the old laureate's pinched features, and keen time-tried sorrowworn aspect, gave fresh force and feeling to those lines of his, which I happened to light upon in the evening, while turning over, with random listlessness, his miscellaneous poems, those tenderly retrospective lines, written by him in 1796, and headed, “On My Own Miniature Picture, taken at Two Years of Age.” Whatever contrast was suggested to the poet, then in the first flush of earliest manhood, between himself at three or four and twenty, and at tiny two,-how pathetically, to my remembrances, that contrast was now reinforced, by glancing at once from the monument of an over-worked veteran to the miniature of a little child.

And I was once like this ! that glowing cheek
Was mine, those pleasure-sparkling eyes ; that brow

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