New-York tribune., 1875-12-04
NEW PUBLICATIONS.
RROwNING's NEW POEM.


Pair, clear, Olympian-typed, and save scant
o. the margin. stiff i the hurried binding good!
Jntituled how 7 Ihe Inn Album, Hoberf bTopn-
Sno, Au'hor" Why should he not say, as weii'
The Hotel Register i-cisAtlantic term
Nav an he should, the action might purvey
To lower comprehensions, SO not he'
Reflect, tits Browning he neglects prepense,
All forms of form what he gives must we take,
Sweet bitter, sour, absinthean, adipose,
Conglomerate ielled. pOtted salt or dried,
Ar the mood holds him--ours is not to choose!
Well Chere huge sighs he heard > commencing us
10 Heavens high mercy, let us read
Three hours:
The end is reached: hut who begins review,
Forgetful q beginning. with the endT
Surn back why. here's n line supplies MS with
Curt comment on the whole. though traves'y-
Hail calm obliqi'y, IugabriOUs plot!
Yea. since obllquity the straight path is,
Ard Passion worships as her patron saint
The Holy Vitus. and from Language fall
The rusty chains of rhythm and harmony,
Why not exclaim: " Hail, sham obhqdfy!
Too hard Won murmur, sweet submissive mndsI-
But take bite o the original pie! Set teeth,
Ware chorry-stones, and if a herring-spine
Stick croSswise i the throat, 90 gup, shed tears
But blame not us So runs the opening:
e. That oblong book Is the Album; hand it here!
EXactlyi page ON Tace of gratitude
For breakfast. dinner, supper. and the view!
praise these poets: they leave marglnspacef
Each stanza seems 10 gather skirts around
And primy. trmlv keep the foors con1ne,
Mod ST and maidlikc labber prose o'eIsprawls
And sraddling stops the path lToln I,It 10 rign'
Which poem spares cOrnor2 What comes hrsts
Hal calm aociirity sdi"bri0us spot
Or is1c isec"snccncter beauty brief and bold
IRA felio,c can dine on r,n,psteaEs dnd port ""e
lie nicds not despair or dining weH here-
Here I IN could ind q better rnNIne!
That bard 3 a Browning; he negiectS the form!
But all, the sense, ye gods, the weighty sense"
This bard s q Browning-there's no doubt OF that:
But. all, We gods, the s,nsei Are we so sure
il sense be sense unto our common-sense,
Low sense TO higher, high to low, no sense,
AH sense 10 those all sense no sense to thesef
That's where your poet tells!-and you've no right
Qnsensate sense with sensuous thought being mixed
To ask analysis, How can else review.
Save in the dialect If his verse, be writ
Sowrite We would we might foreSee the end9
So has he taught us I g. The Ring and The Book"
DE gi,stibus, concerning taste, non est
There's no-disputing. dipatdadam Ila!
Tis not so diiiicultl-and we submit.
Ring prompter's hell let TO strange music rise
The curtain here's country inns best room;
The persons. two, have gambled all night through,
And now tits morning. Ones "a polished snob,"
=,
I'VE learn this afteIward) the elder man,
A lord. the meauest scoundrel ever lived,
$50 we shall find refinement every inch
From brow 70 boot-cnd." Ciphers he in book
No paper else and stead Of snobs loss, finds
himself the loser by ten thousand pounds!
Much dialogue ensues-the substance this:
Snob offers 70 forgive the debt, keep mum;
With insult lord refuses, pennless
And oyerbeariug. "TGlher's apron still
Sticks oai from sons coarf-resirre; still six purse
Roaahs fnGcr tr;h some briSile SOW-edr born !"
So speaketh he, refinement every inch,"
TT cetera Well they pay the tavern bill,
Walk toward the station, lord intent to catch
The morning train to town, while snob remains
To seek q ueighbor cousin possible wife,
To ordinary persons here were end,
Not so 10 BrOwning-parsons: wait lit,
And you'll perceive the red-clawed Tragic's hawk
Pounce on the thouehtless chick of Commonplace
i midst O dungh!-blesSedness
As the two
Sighted the station train unwhistled yet,
A gate invites: what fool such swinging seat,
Albeit sharp edge to glutoal want o pad,
Disdaneth Thereupon they perch, and then
Much dialogue ensuos-the upshot this:
Lord met four wears ago. admired, betrayed
A parsons daughter tamely welded now
And lost 10 hin--his chance Of life no less
A loss: the apple ripe to hand withheld
Drops and the swine devOur: he sees it now.
enob met, four years ago, admired and loved,
And then renounced, tie stateliest of her sex,
A lord befoOled then marred.-sO the tale:
-Four vears-a parsons daughter-was't t the same 7
Unmarried /, says lord; Z is not the same.
Hut twas The same Of course: the reader sees
Cat's-whiskers where the meal is seeming smooth
tr,.,,
Whisls past, no second till the afternoon,
And lord goes back to tavern, snob strides off
To visit aunt and cousin.
Second scene:
Hail calm oblqi'g tgabriOps plot =
Enter the cousin in the inns best room,
With female friend arrived by train! This friend
"Superb one" Browning says and we know whom =
Summoned by cousin on the snOb to hold,
Privately. Judgment; should she wed or not
Much Dialogue ensucs,-n0 substance now,
Mere beating round the bush, but one grows pale,
The other wonders,--readeT, haply, thinks
The Devils to pay when all together meet!
Superb one left alone comes back my lord
Seeing not first the lady watching elm
At window, takes the Inn Album" opens page,
And Weayen knows why reads once again:
"Rail, calm ooc'ritg sdlabJiOas sp0t!'
Thereat explosions with "back-blooded brow"
The lady fronts him,-latc, defiance. rage.
Burn spit. hiss boil. and bubble IN her speech
Then he. in turn. "refncment every inch
From brow TO boOt-end' answers thus:
go il was allurod you--only /
l. and none Other-to this spectacle
Your triumph my ccFpair-yOu wOman-fend
That front me! Wei, have my wish thcnl See
The low wide brow oppressed 10y sweeps OF hair
Darker and darker - they coil and swathe
The Gro Wned yauness whence eyes burn Dach
Not asleep now! not pin-points dwarfed beneath
Either great bridging cyCbrow-pOOr blank beads
Babies I've pleased TO pity IN ny time:
How they prOtwdc and glow immense With hate
The long Triumphant nose attalHs--rttains
Ius! the perfection; and there's scaret-sken
Wv ancient enemy, her lip and lip
Sfnse-iree. -escfrghtiug lips Ccuched cold and bold