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Then, when they caught my watching face,
And, like some sombre thing beguiled
ACT THE SECOND.
Yes: they were gone, the stage was bare,— Blank as before; and therefore,
Sinking within the patient's chair,
Half vexed, I knew not wherefore,
The boy, it seemed, to add a force
To words found unavailing,
Had pushed a striped and spotted horse
Where now it stuck, stiff-legged and straight,
While he, in exultation,
Chattered some half-articulate
Meanwhile, the girl, with upturned face,
Stood motionless, and listened;
Had lifted it, as rain at night
The eyes had lost their listless way,—
She only, yearning upward, found
Ah, tyrant Time! you hold the book,
Pleased for a meagre minute;
Thus ended Act the Second.
ACT THE THIRD.
Or so it proved. For while I still
And lo, once more appeared the head,
Flushed, while the round mouth pouted; "Give Tom a kiss," the red lips said, In style the most undoubted.
The girl came back without a thought;
If more restraint had not been taught
For these your code was all too stiff,
Manners were not invented.
Then on the scene,-by happy fate,
And bore him sourly off, despite
His well-directed kicking.
The girl stood silent, with a look
Then, with a sudden gesture took
And, passing in, I saw her press
It made the dull room brighter,
The Gladiator almost gay,
And e'en "The Lancet " lighter.
AN AUTUMN IDYLL.
"Sweet Themmes! runne softly, till I end my song."
HERE, where the beech-nuts drop among
Push the boat in, and throw the rope ashore.
Jack, hand me out the claret and the glasses;
Jack's undecided. Say, formose puer,
Shall we row higher, for the reeds are fewer,
Hist! That's a pike. Look-nose against the river
Enter a gudgeon. Snap,-a gulp, a shiver ;
Exit the gudgeon. Let us anchor here.