Select Poetry.
MY STUDY.
a Hi»Hia»B Sketch. My study ! not in dry and dusky nooks UnraTelliog all strange network of the brain, Wore by poor puzzling pedants into books; Bnt in the eye of day I stand and gain Pulse of fresh thought from the great heart of things, All miracles of beauty and of power Which the wide world in cunning confluence brings, From huge-browed mountain and from peeping flower, The etroDg brown floods that rcoop the shelry glene, The big . grey boulder on the lonely moor, And the red ruin of storm-furrowed Bens, Teach me strange truths that more to thought allure Than all the folio'd lore wise Greece contains, Which curious scholars spell with blinking pains I John Stuabt SEackle.
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Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3802, 5 March 1881, Page 1
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123Select Poetry. Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3802, 5 March 1881, Page 1
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