A NICE CORRESPONDENT There's a whisper of hearts you are breaking, Dear Fred, I believe it, I do! Small marvel that Fashion is making Alas for the world, and its dearly Bought triumph, its fugitive bliss; But, perhaps, one is best "with a measure Your whim is for frolic and fashion, Your taste is for letters and art; This rhyme is the commonplace passion Love, some day they'll print it, because it Was written to you. FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON DICTUM SAPIENTI AT 't is well to be off with the old love Before one is on with the new s somehow passed into a proverbBut I never have found it true. › love can be quite like the old love, Were the proverb not wiser if mended, CHARLES HENRY WEBB WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT IT LYRICS to Ines and Jane, Dolores and Ethel and May; Señoritas distant as Spain, And damsels just over the way! It is not that I'm jealous, not that, Of some girl in an opposite flat, But it is that salable prose Put aside for this profitless strain, Though the winged-horse must caracole free With the pretty, when "spurning the plain," WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT IT d the team-work fall wholly on me, ile he soars with Dolores and Jane? ! am neither Dolores nor Jane, But to lighten a little my life Might the poet not spare me a strain Although I am only his wife! CHARLES HENRY WEBB FROM the tragic-est novels at Mudie's But no case that I ever yet met is Each rivals the other in powers Each waltzes, each warbles, each paints — Miss Rose, chiefly tumble-down towers; Miss Do., perpendicular saints. In short, to distinguish is folly; "Twixt the pair I am come to the pass Of Macheath, between Lucy and Polly. Or Buridan's ass. If it happens that Rosa I've singled |