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Fringilla: Some Tales In Verse By: Richard D. Blackmore (1825-1900) |
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By Richard Doddridge Blackmore Illustrated by Louis Fairfax Muckley and James W. R. Linton
CONTENTS: TO MY PEN LITA OF THE NILE KADISHA; OR, THE FIRST JEALOUSY MOUNT ARAFA THE WELL OF SAINT JOHN PAUSIAS AND GLYCERA; OR, THE FIRST FLOWER PAINTER BUSCOMBE; OR, A MICHAELMAS GOOSE FAME
[Illustration: 013]
[ Fringilla loquitur ] "What means your finch?" "Being well aware that he cannot sing like a Nightingale,
He flits about from tree to tree, and twitters a little tale." Albeit he is an ancient bird, who tried
his pipe in better days, and then was
scared by random shots, he is fain to
lift the migrant wing once more towards the
humble perch, among the trees he loves. All
gardeners own that he does no harm, unless
he flits into a thicket of young buds, or a very
choice ladies' seed bed. And he hopes that he is
now too wise to commit such indiscretions. Perhaps it would have been wiser still to
have shut up his little mandible, or employed it only upon grub. But the long gnaw of last
winter's frost, which set mankind a shivering,
even in their most downy nest, has made them
kindly to the race that has no roof for shelter
and no hearth for warmth. Anyhow, this little finch can do no harm,
if he does no good; and if he pleases nobody,
he will not be surprised, because he has never
satisfied himself. May day, 1895.
NOTE With kind consent of Messrs. Harper, "Buscombe" returns in altered form
from the other side of the ocean. Two other little tales appeared of
old, but nobody would look at them, and now they are offered after
careful trimming. Standing afar. I gaze with doubt at other trimmings which are not mine.
They have conquered the taste of the day perhaps, and high art announces
them as her last transfiguration. Moreover they are highly recommended
as the purest art not always is by the modesty of the artist.
The cover design, borders, initial letters and the whole of the
full page illustrations with the exception of the three to 'Pausias
and Glycera' by James W. R. Linton are by Louis Fairfax Muckley.
[Illustration: 017.] I Thou feeble implement of mind,
Wherewith she strove to scrawl her
name;
But, like a mitcher, left behind
No signature, no stroke, no claim,
No hint that she hath pined Shall ever come a stronger time,
When thou shalt be a tool of skill,
And steadfast purpose, to fulfil
A higher task than rhyme? II Thou puny instrument of soul,
Wherewith she labours to impart
Her efforts at some arduous goal;
But fails to bring thy coarser art
Beneath a fine control Shall ever come a fairer day,
When thou shalt be a buoyant plume,
To soar, where clearer suns illume,
And fresher breezes play? [Illustration: 020.] [Illustration: 023.] III Thou weak interpreter of heart,
So impotent to tell the tale
Of love's delight, of envy's smart,
Of passion, and ambition's bale,
Of pride that dwells apart Shall I, in length of time, attain
(By walking in the human ways,
With love of Him, who made and sways)
To ply thee, less in vain? If so, thou shalt be more to me
Than sword, or sceptre, flag, or crown;
With mind, and soul, and heart in thee,
Despising gold, and sham renown; But truthful, kind, and free
Then come; though now a pithless quill,
Uncouth, unfledged, indefinite,
In time, thou shalt be taught to write,
By patience, and good will.
LITA OF THE NILE A TALE IN THREE PARTS PART I I "KING, and Father, gift and giver,
God revealed in form of river,
Issuing perfect, and sublime,
From the fountain head of time; "Whom eternal mystery shroudeth,
Unapproached, untracked, unknown;
Whom the Lord of heaven encloudeth
With the curtains of His throne; "From the throne of heaven descending,
Glory, power, and goodness blending,
Grant us, ere the daylight dies,
Token of thy rapid rise," II Ha, it cometh! Furrowing, flashing,
Red blood rushing o'er brown breast;
Peaks, and ridges, and domes, dashing
Foam on foam, and crest on crest! 'Tis the signal Thebes hath waited,
Libyan Thebes, the hundred gated:
Rouse, and robe thee, River priest
For thy dedication feast! Follows him the loveliest maiden,
Afric's thousand hills can show;
White apparel'd, flower laden,
With the lotus on her brow... Continue reading book >>
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