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GcorEe Elfot's jLntcst Poems.
THE :LEaEND OF JUDAL; AND OTHER POEMS.
by GEoHoR EL1or. Authors Edition. 16no., Up.
2S3. Prlce $1-oo. Doaton Jamea r. oagood Co.
Tho author Of "Adnu1 3 odo" md 1&omola, {"
tho groatesk Of living Englash novoltsts, vonld
scarcely act hor hand TO Inferior work Of any
sort. gho who has Won tho lsighoss trilmphn In
ppose-lotion may DO relied Upon to excel III any
department of literature ri shin hor ambition.
In attempting poetry, sho dlarlaya tho same
masterfu1 qunlitdcs that ha7o given her illun-
trious victorios In tho fold OF romantic nnr-
rativo. There ID the sane ppN'er Of invention,
the aamo tolicitdua choice Of Language, md great
skill in tho art Of versilcation. Thero sooma but
little lnokiug to lift hcr poetry to aplnno with
tho ioftfest and yet 1uss that little Ia lacking
Poetry that merely ranks with Tho bost proso
falls below tho hfgh.fat grade. There is an
otherial eaBonco divine rapturp. In the song
Of tho truo poet, which oannot be caught, cannot
bo initiated, by tho ,nest eloquent, tho most ex-
altod proHe-vritor. Tho goniuH Of tho poet is
an inspiration Of tho pr.rest, intcnscstglow. To
tho goniuB Of every other GLASS;. 1t ia like tho
golden glory OF the suu to tho stlyery aplondor
Thoush rlo % We do not rate eae poetry Of George
Eliot WITH the first, we ssill bold 1t n high os-
the tost Of hor ability in writing 1t. Nothing
that ahe has produced IN vol 80 has yielded tho
qualification or acquired tho f.tno Of her novels,
and yot nc may infor 1t hfio rla herself . now
pleasure to vary tho form Of Lser compositions,
aud 1t oertainly gives her adm. .'rers pleasure to
witness hor auccesH In tho effort.
There arc nino poems III tho volume before
us, boaides the ono which lentsa tho book ita
nally printed in tho Atlantic. W. presume tho
others to bo now to American r0at|ors. OF tho
ontiro number, tho most intorcssing-not bo-
cauBo Of superior merit, but bocant'e they revoa1
9oa w4sa9 e ss 1 s9y sna snns n # ss s
ter" aud no, Dlay Join tho Choir Invisible"
George Eliot is, like her husband, George Henry
Lewoa, disciple Of Comto and a posistyist: In
tho latter Of tho two poems We baTo just In
stancod, abe has yoooa her religions creed in
s.rainH TINT are lofty both in sentiment and OK
preston. As 1t ia not oyerlong, We allbjoin tho
complete poems:
o may Join tho choir Invisible
OF those immortal dead who live again
In minds mnde better by their presencsI 1lve
IN pulses stirred to generosity.
II dceda Of taring rectitude In soorn
For miserable nims that unI with self,
In thoughts sublime that pierce tho night Eo stars.
And with their mild perslatenco urge men'a search
30 to lire Is heaven:
To mato undying music in tho world,
Breathing ~ bea1toous order that controls
With growing sway tho growing life Of NM
For ~ which wo struggled failod, and ngontz.a
wh Widening 1strospeet that Ut bred 1 ,,n do,pnir.
vicious pnrant hhaming stl It's child,
Poor anxious pcnitcnce, IN quick dissolved;
1sa discords, quclched by meeting harinoniess
Die In tho largo md charitable mir.
And Ill our rarer, better, trucr self,
That sohbod rcug gously IN yearning song,
That watched to ease tho burtlen ot thS world
I.abortousy tracing what must be-,
And what may yet DO better, saw within
And shaped It forth before the multitude
Dlvnoly human, raising worship 80
To higher reverence moro mi1od with love--
Thnt botter sen shall ive TIL human ti1no
Shall fold its eycids and the human sky
Do gatherod like scroll within the tomb,
Unread forever: - Il.
Which rnartyred men haye nude mora BloriduS,
For us to strive to follow. May roach
That purcat heayen DO to other aouls
The cup Of Brcngth In some great agony,
Enkindle generous Rrdor, feel puro love,
Begct the smiles that have cruelty
% tho sweet pretonco Of good dIIusea,
So shall Join tho choir invisible
Whose muao Ia tho glalncsa Of tho world