Now walking there was one more fair A slight girl, lily pale; And she had unseen company To make the spirit quail : 'Twixt Want and Scorn she walked forlorn, And nothing could avail. No mercy now can clear her brow For this world's peace to pray; For, as love's wild prayer dissolved in air, But the sin forgiven by Christ in heaven SPRING THE Spring is here - the delicate-footed May, In lovelier scenes to pass these sweeter hours, We pass out from the city's feverish hum, Strange that the audible stillness of the noon, 25 And the light whisper as their edges meet Strange that they fill not, with their tranquil tone, The spirit, walking in their midst alone. 30 There's no contentment in a world like this, CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN 1806-1884 5 HOFFMAN was born in New York city, studied at Columbia College, and practiced law in his native city. His tastes, however, were more literary than legal. He was the first editor of the Knickerbocker Magazine, founded in 1833, which was for thirty years the most conspicuous periodical of its kind in the country. It was the forerunner of Harper's and the Century. Among its contributors were Irving, Bryant, Halleck, Willis, Boker, Bayard Taylor, and George William Curtis. This group of writers formed what is often spoken of as the Knickerbocker School. The chief literary work of Hoffman consists of novels and books of travel, all now forgotten. His verse is also fading, but it had a lyrical quality above that of the verse of most of his contemporaries. In 1849 Hoffman's mind was sadly darkened by an insanity which kept him in seclusion the last thirty-five years of his life. MONTEREY WE were not many we who stood Before the iron sleet that day Yet many a gallant spirit would Have been with us at Monterey. Now here, now there, the shot, it hailed In deadly drifts of fiery spray, Yet not a single soldier quailed When wounded comrades round them wailed ΤΟ 151 Through walls of flame its withering way; Still charging on the guns which swept 5 10 15 20 THE author of the national hymn of America was born in Boston. He was graduated in 1829 from Harvard, where Oliver Wendell Holmes was his classmate. Three years after graduation he wrote this famous hymn. He was a Baptist clergyman, and wrote other hymns, as well as books for boys; but his name would soon be forgotten were it not for My Country, 'tis of Thee. PARK BENJAMIN 1809-1864 THIS journalist, lecturer, and poet was born at Demerara, British Guiana, and died at New York, where he spent the greater part of his life. His sister was married to John Lothrop Motley, the author of The Rise of the Dutch Republic. Benjamin edited more than one magazine in New York, and also worked on the Tribune under Horace Greeley. His poems were never collected. Perhaps the best known is the one given below. THE OLD SEXTON NIGH to a grave that was newly made, A relic of bygone days was he, And his locks were white as the foamy sea; And these words came from his lips so thin: "I gather them in! for man and boy, 3 ΤΟ But come they strangers or come they kin 15 Many are with me, but still I'm alone, I'm king of the dead—and I make my throne And my scepter of rule is the spade I hold: 20 |