APPENDIX I. PASSAGES TO BE PUNCTUATED. 1. During our walk we stepped into Christs Hospital and turned to the page on its record book where together we read this entry October 9 1782 Charles Lamb aged seven years son of John Lamb Scrivener and Elizabeth his wife 2. Whoever wishes to get a good look at Landor will not seek for it alone in John Forsters interesting life of the old man but will turn to Dickenss Bleak House for side glances at the great author In that vivid story Dickens has made his friend Landor sit for the portrait of Lawrence Boythorn The very laugh that made the whole house vibrate the roundness and fulness of voice the fury of superlatives all are given in Dickenss best manner and no one who has ever seen Landor for half an hour could possibly mistake Boythorn for anybody else 3. Here is a letter bearing date Thursday night November 25 1852 in which he refers to his own writings and copies a charming song Your letter announcing the arrival of the little preface reached me last night I shall look out for the book in about three weeks hence as you tell me they are all printed You Americans are a rapid race When I thought you were in Scotland lo you had touched the soil of Boston and when you were unpacking my poor MS tumbling it out of your great trunk behold it is arranged — it is in the printers hands—it is printed — published it is ah would I could add Sold That after all is the grand triumph in Boston as well as London 4. Well since it is not sold yet let us be generous and give a few copies away Indeed such is my weakness that I would sometimes rather give than sell 5. You speak of London as a delightful place I dont know how it may be in the white-bait season but at present it is foggy rainy cold dull 6. To the south an expanse of sea varied by reflection of white Alpine cloud and delicate lines of most pure blue the low sun sending its line of light from the horizon the surges dashing far below against rocks of black marble and lines of foam drifting back with the current into the open sea 7. The qualities which are his defects in more serious productions become merits in his correspondence or rather they cease to be defects 8. Can such delights be in the street And open fields and we not see t Come we ll abroad and lets obey The proclamation made for May And sin no more as we have done by staying 9. Fair Daffodils we weep to see You haste away so soon 10. O yellow flowers that Herrick sung O yellow flowers AUSTIN DOBSON To Daffodils 11. Warble O bugle and trumpet blare Flags flutter out upon turrets and towers Utter your jubilee steeple and spire Clash ye bells in the merry March air Flash ye cities in rivers of fire Rush to the roof sudden rocket and higher 12. Through the silver mist Of the blossom spray Trill the orioles list To their joyous lay What in all the world in all the world they say Is half so sweet so sweet is half so sweet as May 13. The father was steel and the mother was stone And the youth it was told by was Allen-a-Dale 14. Here we were called to dinner and Sir Roger ended the discourse of this gentleman by telling me as we followed the servant that this his ancestor was a brave man and narrowly escaped being killed in the civil wars for said he he was sent out of the field upon a private message the day before the battle of Worcester 15. In its ideal whole the poem represents the new love of chivalry of classical learning the delight in mystic theories of love and religion in allegorical schemes in splendid spectacles and pageants in wild adventure the love of England the hatred of Spain the strange worship of the Queen even Spensers own new love It takes up and uses the popular legends of fairies dwarfs and giants all the machinery of the Italian epics and mingles them up with the wild scenery of Ireland and the savages and wonders of the New World. . . . And Spenser adds to all his own sacred love of love his own preeminent sense of the loveliness of loveliness walking through the whole of this woven world of faerie With the moons beauty and the moons soft face 16. It has never ceased to make poets and it will live as he said in his dedication to the queen with the eternitie of her fame. 17. And all the Gods and all the Heroes came And stood round Balder on the bloody floor Weeping and wailing and Valhalla rang And in the horns and gold-rimmed sculls the wine And thus the father of the ages spake 18. But hush the upland hath a sudden loss As in old days jovial and talking ride From hunting with the Berkshire hounds they come Quick let me fly and cross Into yon farther field Tis done and see Backd by the sunset which doth glorify But she Did more and underwent and overcame She sought her lord and found him where he strode |