The Curse.

Waikato Times, Volume XXV, Issue 2081, 7 November 1885, Page 2 (Supplement)

The Curse.

(.\ WARNING TO EDITOIIS.) WiTn stately mien, Above the noise and traffio of the town, The ofllc! of the " Phcenix" Magazine Looked proudly down. And day by day A Bard— a needy Bard of visage lean— Bosieged, with many a sweet and soulful lay, That magazine. But all in vain 1 Larger and larger iwelled the mournful ranks Of thore that bore inscribed these words of bano, "Returned with thanks." Yet patiently And lone that miga/.ine's neglect he bore, Until at length there came a time when he Could bear no more. In fierce despair He sought that magazine's abode. Hard by, Upon the curb he stood. A baleful glare Was in his eye. Then forth he burst Into Strange words. It was a sight, I ween, To make the stoutest tremble : for he cubred That MttfjfizineX It did not fall, Thai tall and stately pile. As common men View such things, there were no " results" at all; At least, not then. But mark tbe end. Ere ten short years that haughty journal's pride To fate and evil times was forced to bend. In brief, it died I For, ah I we know A poet's curse, a grewsome thin 6 it is, And mickle is the power for weal or woe In words of his. O ye who sit In calm, Bi'perior judgment on our vcrfe, liead this strange tale, 'Uore well to ponder Suppose we curse ! —Robert Trowbridgt in the Century.