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I ilo nut siut? l'or Maidens. They aro roso Blowing alon tliu pathway J pursue.: No íweeter thïngs the wondroua world disoloses. And they ara tender as the morning dew. d bu inaids and children: day and night Thelr lioly scent la with me as I rite. 1 (o noi siii'í lor Bchoolboys or Bchoolmen. To give tlicm cum; I !i;ive uo Languld theme When, weary witli tlie wear of book and pen, They seek theír trim poetlo Aeadenie; i I sint; them amoroas dttties, bred Of too much Ovúl on in empty licad. i do not sfng aloud in ïncasurt.'d tone Of those fair paths the easy-souled pursue; ordo I sing tor Lazarus alone, I 6ing for j. . Devil too. uh! would tbe foeblesong I sinc mlghtswel] s liisíli as Heavtin, and a.s deep a Helll sini; of the slained outcast at Love's fuut- Love, wilh bis wild eyes on the eveninglight; singofsad livea trainpled down like wheat Under the h'el of Lust, in Love'8 despite; glean behinii thoae wretched shapee ye seo ü the cold barveHt Iit-U!s of Infamy. stxxg of dtxithbeds (lot no man rejoice TUI that last piteons touch of all is givenÜ: Bingof Dcat'n and Life with equal voice, Heaven watching HelL, and llell illumed by Heaven. have gone deep, rar down the infernal stair- Vnd seen tlit; dpiiits ooogregatlnjc there. : singof Hope, that all the lost raay hear; I sing of Liglit, that all niay fuel its ray; sing of Öouls, that no one man may fear; I sinff of God , that some porchance may pray. Angels in hos... have praised hiin loud and long, Jut Lucifer' shall be the harvest song. 'h, hush a spivce the sounds of voices light Mixed to the muslo of a lover'a lute. tranger than dream, so luminously bright, The eyes are dazzled and the mouth U inute, 5it8 Lucifer singing to sweeten care, 'wining irnmorUUe in his hoary hairl