LINES ON HEINE.


I saw a crowded circus once:
The fool was in the middle.
Loud laughed contemptuous Common-sense
At every frisk and riddle.

I see another circus now--
(The world a circus call I),--
But in the centre laughs the sane;
Round sit the sons of folly.



IMITATED FROM THE JAPANESE.

"..........................
I have forgotten to forget."--Japanese Song.
Tr. by R.H. Stoddard.

The morning flies, the evening dies;
The heat of noon, the chills of night,
Are but the dull varieties
Of Phoebus' and of Phoebe's flight--
Are but the dull varieties
Of ruined night and ruined day;
They bring no pleasure to mine eyes,