The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1859-02-08 00:00:00

THE CRITICS AND THE SONG.

Where the birch-sprays quiver,
And the white•berked trees
Edge the drundie river
Foam-des:lied by the breeze,
Lo ! a bird sits singing
On an upward hough ;
Schoolboy hands are dinging
Stones to reach at new:
Now, by all surrounded,
One bath aimed • dart—
Wall it fall down wounded,
With a breathless heart?
No ! the bird is pouriug
Notes of pure delight.
With a swift wing wisring
Out of schoolboy sight.
Soft the 411111)C.11114 glisten
On the deep brown pools;
thlcot AII.I 11401,
Crstl little fouls !
Where the pink•tipped gowan
Smiles 'midst ila,untaiii burrs,
Where rcl-berriesl rowan
Bows to brunce.ste.iiiiied
Of thou: thewwa the dearest
To the laurelled dead,
OCIR liinl's note rang clearest
Singing over•lienil.
Then the Critics, filling s
Pens that pierce lake years
With ink•puison (killing
KKATO in runner years),
Plano of mischief framing
Like the schoolboy throng,
Al our sweet bird stalling,
Strove to stop its song.
Veinly have they striven,
Fir resounds the lay—
ussr ttr birdatoilattyh !given
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Critics, spare your power I
If this redoing', bright
HO II nacyIIIIIIr
Of the ' Northern light
(Pr a rainbow glowing
On the tuuldy air.
Belting, atter allowing
Nulillieur showers are fair—
It will never dont you,
Port.rooni ;
But fade off, without you,
TIO 01.11Vi1111.11 gluons,
But, oh ! ,itern eter•gaiwn
low Pout skies,
If Just filen be praisers,
Anil a Planet Hsu--
Dotter than this grudging.
W. 1., wine welcome shown ;
Lest thu art of Juilging
Neon hi you unknown
Fur, though critic* frighten,
lel though eelliaillsoye fling,
Btill, new stars will brighten,
51,11, the wild bird. Aug,
C.
(Written after reading tither, severe mullein' of los
Creig's Neon, In the Athemram, and lbw alliturda,
Ikriew I v1'0114444 from the rirolimuin.

JEIIOIIIE AND 111R1 CLOTILDA.
1 From Pit meh )
Tune—" Vilikins and his Dinah."
of a curtain monarch in Turin do Alva.
He haa a fair child, an exceeding young gal:
Her name Is Clotilits, searoe +lateen years
b. hunt got much potion of silver nor gold.
Tewral lid lewral, ke.
Though she hint got much potion, her lineage is high,
Which causes a ming for to lone and draw nigh;
Clotilda was a wallskin' in her chamber au gay,
Ven her father came to her, and thus did he say,
Tewral lal l,wral, ke.
" Clotikia, go choose thyself rich bridal array,
For, behold, this young Prince, all au galliant and gay;
Behold this young Frio& lug I've brought with in. here,
He says as how he'll lucks thee his bride and hi, dear."
Teeni lal karat, /to.
"Oh, honoured father I now, come, draw it mild,
He. • midille•aged man, and I am but • child
Oli, honoured, dear fattier, this protect give o'er,
Fur I'm sure this here ?hues won't we forty no more."
Tewral lal
"Out, bumptious gal ! Victor Emmanuel replied,
Sines thou heat denied to be Jerome Bonaparte's bride,
I'll send thee toe convent where I'll hare thee locked in,
And thee sha'sn't have • chance k, Marty nobody min."
. .

Teivral lal lewral, ko. • - -
Clotilila on hearing these words was afraid,
And replie.l to the stakinent that her porient had made:
" Farewell hopes of lialiplllllllll, for ever fsrewell,
How great is the aseriltos there's notuague ean tell r.
Teerral lal korai, kr.
The story that's& wallabin' the Courts all around,
Why pour young Clotilda to • cove's to be bound,
Which die hates like col I piano is auibition and prbist,
Ls tbs amass fur which this hare knot', to bei tied.
Tema' Ist Itawral,