AT THE LATTICE. ALFRED AUSTIN. B EHIND the curtain, With glance uncertain, Peeps Pet Florence as I gaily ride; Half demurely, But, though purely, Most, most surely Wishing she were riding, riding by my side. In leafy alleys, Where sunlight dallies, Pleasant were it, bonnie, to be riding rein by rein; And where summer tosses, All about in bosses, Velvet verdant mosses, Still more pleasant, surely, to dismount us and remain. AT THE LATTICE. 31 O thou Beauty! Hanging ripe and fruity At the muslined lattice in the drooping eve, Whisper from the casement If that blushing face meant, "At the cottage basement, Gallant, halt, I come to thee; I come to never leave." But if those coy lashes Stir for whoso dashes Past the scented window in the fading light, Close the lattice, sweetest ; Darkness were discreetest; And, with bridle fleetest, I will gallop onwards, unattended, through the night. "FAULT-MENDING." [Extract.] DR BARNARD. LATELY thought no man alive Could e'er improve past forty-five, The observation was not new, But seemed to me so just and true That none could controvert it. "No, sir," said Johnson, "tis not so ; 'Tis your mistake, and I can show An instance, if you doubt it. You, who perhaps are forty-eight, May still improve, 'tis not too late ; I wish you'd set about it." FAULT-MENDING. Encouraged thus to mend my faults, Which way I could apply it; Genius I knew was past my reach, For who can learn what none can teach? Then come, my friends, and try your skill; (My books are at a distance :) With you I'll live and learn, and then So lend me your assistance. C 33 THE ARCHERY MEETING. THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY. I. HE archery meeting is fixed for the Third; I've bought summer bonnets for Rosa and Bess, And now I must buy each an archery dress! Without a green suit they would blush to be seen, II. Poor fat little Rosa, she's shooting all day! |