...Sophocles, With that king's look which down the trees, Followed the dark effigies Of the lost Theban ! Hesiod old, Who somewhat blind, and deaf and cold,...last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul ! And Sappho crowned with aureole Of ebon curls on calmed brows — О poet-woman ! none forgoes The leap attaining...

...Sophocles, With that king's look which down the trees, Followed the dark effigies Of the lost Theban ! Hesiod old, Who somewhat blind, and deaf, and cold,...cheeks, and clear, Slant startled eyes that seem to hear Of ebon curls on calmed brows — O poet-woman ! none forgoes The leap, attaining the repose ! Theocritus,...

...Sophocles, With that king's look which down the trees, Follow'd the dark effigies " Of the lost Theban ! Hesiod old, Who somewhat blind, and deaf, and cold,...Electric Pindar, quick as fear, With race-dust on his checks, and clear, Slant startled eyes that seem to hear " The chariot rounding the last goal, To hurtle...

...Pindar, quick as fear, With race-dust ou his cheeks, and clear, Slant startled eyes that seem to hoar " The chariot rounding the last goal. To hurtle past it in his son! ! And Sappho crown'd with aureole " Of ebon curls on calmed brows — О poet-woman ! none forgoes...

...the quick and pleased recognition of the reader — " Electric Pindar, quick as fear, With race dust on his cheeks, and clear, Slant startled eyes that...rounding the last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul ! " Then Lucretius and Ossian : " Lucretius — nobler than his mood ! Who dropped his plummet down...

...BARRETT S POEMS. stanzas of great vigor and beauty, particularly those descriptive of the elder poets. ' Bold, Electric Pindar, quick as fear, With race-dust on his cheeks, and clear, Slant startled tyts that seem to hear The chariot rounding the last goal ' is finely chisselled; for its terse energy...

...child, Right in the classes. Sophocles, With that king's look which, down the trees, Of the lost Theban. Hesiod old, Who, somewhat blind and deaf and cold....last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul. And Sappho, crowned with aureole Of ebon curls on calmed brows — O poet-woman ! none forgoes The leap, attaining...

...child Right in the classes. Sophocles, With that king's look which down the trees, Of the lost Theban ! Hesiod old, Who somewhat blind, and deaf and cold,...cheeks, and clear, Slant startled eyes that seem to heat The chariot rounding the last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul ! And Sappho crowned with aureole...

...in the classes. Sophocles, With that king's look which, down the trees, Followed the dark effigies Electric Pindar, quick as fear, With race-dust on...last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul. And Sappho, crowned with aureole Of ebon curls on calmed brows — O poet-woman ! none foregoes The leap, attaining...

...Sophocles, With that king's look wh ich down the trees, Followed the dark effigies Of the lost Theban ! Hesiod old, Who somewhat blind, and deaf and cold,...last goal, To hurtle past it in his soul ! And Sappho crowned with aureole We become instantly conscious of ' a Of ebon curls on calmed browsstrange company...