New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-12-05
NEW PUBLICATIONS.
TENNYSON'S NEW VOLUME.

Peonle vino are fond of commenting upon changes
In the character aud quality of TenDysons poetry
will doubtless be impressed by great dmerences
hetween these latest products of his genius and the
verses OF his earlier years. They iorget tha' change
is precisely what best Cts the nature OF this writer
He might apply TO himself the words which he
,,aces in the mouth ot the hero of "Maud ,:
ihye fel, with my native and am one with my kind;
and ms q true poet lie has gwen expression to the
VARYING emotions Of his time. There are few VINO
have shown wider range Of Sympathcs ana sung
IN a greater variety of KEYS. From The Miilers
pauehrerr to THE Princess" from :" In Memoir
am" to "Idylls Of the King" Is long stretch ou,
so too has there been during the hali-ceh'u'y %
Tennyson's literary activity grea' ch'"s' J." '"'
currents Of thought and sentiment. If the Poe' va
res his song with the mood If ms listeners, NAV ohy
n,ovas the vitality of his genius and the cOseness of
his relation with the popular heart. One day he
roanls through the meadows and howcr-gardens'
and chants for US IN verse of exquisite harmony ana
poish the charms of smiling nature ana the mia
raptures of happy love- TIE next he grapples w'th
the problems of PHILOSOPHY, or his voice is broken
in the accents of passion and sorrow, OF he SUITS us
with heroic fervor Always he is in accord with the
spirt of the time. Latteriy he has shown marked
preference for tragic patriotic themes a draIna'c
form and certain rugged force of EXPRESSION but
the notentialtv Of tins later style mas been repent
gulY manlcSltu III pdct SN"io' ""''N va
hand. even In this new volume, there are pieces
almost in the vein of his youth Nearly all 'Dc
most striking poems of the present coheeton are
bichIv dramatic both IN form and spirit, ana some
~ thc,n are expressed with hnmely simplicity ana
dirccfness winch enhance the effect OF the story
they relate An excellent example oil the pieces
Of This class is The First Quarrel" reprinted i'll
T1,r TRIBUNE last week. Equally dramatic arc
IN. dialect verses The Northern CObbler" and
.Tbe VILLAGE WIFE," through the second OF which
rms a pleasant vein of humor. The most s0mbre
and pathetic aud perhaps, If we except The FIRST
O,arrel~ The strongest of the poems IN the book
ia " Rizpah" the deatAbe utteranceoi an Old WON
M whose son has been hanged IN chains:
WAXING. wailing wailine the wind over land and
And WHY'S voice IN the wind, " o Inothef, come out
To me-" -
Why should he call me tonight, when he knows
that cannot gof IN
For the downs are as bright as day, and the full
moon Siares tie snow.
We should be seen, my dear; they would spy US out
OF the town.
The loud black nIghs for us, and the STORM ruShihg
over the down. -
When cannot see nv own hand, but am led by the
creak of the chain. c ,s
And grovel and grOpe Tor my son I'LL hhu nS SUI
dreDched with the ram.
Any thing fallen a.ani nay-what was there lett
Ibaye taken them home ! have numbered the bones,
have hidden them all.
What am saving I aud what are gOu' do you come
Falls what fallsf who knowsi AS the tree falls
must 10 lie.
Who let her IN how long has she beeui you-what
Why did YOU sit so quiet you never have spoken
O-to pray with mc-yes--a lady-nOne of their
Bnt the night has crept into my heart and begun to
dalkcn my eyes.
Ah-vou that have lived so soft. what should you
know OF the night, $500
The blast ami The burning shame ana the pltIei Ios
and the tTlghl
have done il, wmle you were asleep You were
l have gather'd my baby togcther-and now you
NAV 60 your way.
Nay-for rs kind Of you, Madam, to sit by an old
But say nothing hard of my boy, have only an
kissd my boy in the prison. before he went out to
"They dared Inc to do it," he said and he never has
told me lie.
WAS bat a child
"The farmer dared me to do IT." he said he
And idle-and couldn't be ide--lny Willy-he never
The Kns should have made him a soldier, he would
nave been one Of bis best.
Aud tie iaer forced me away. / had bid him my
They had fastenI The door of ms cell. 20 mother p
couidn '' yet back tho tried he had something
further TO say,
And now never Snail know 1t. The jailer forced
away.
Then since | couldn't but hear that cry of my boy
They sezsd me and shut me mp they fasten'd me
down Oh INV Del.
Mother q mother he eaItd IN the udIk 10 lie
year after year
They beat me for that. they beat me-you know
that couldn't but hear:
And then at the asst they found mad grown 80 stu
pld aud Sill
They let lie abroad agan-but the creatures had
worked their VIII.
Flesh of my tl,sh gone but bone of my bone was
stole then all from the lawyers-and YOU will you
cal ii theft =
NV baby. the bones that had suck'd me, the bones
tn.t had laughed and had rIed-
Theirs no! they are mine-noi thers-they had
moved III ny side.
DO you think was seated by the bones hss'd
'em buried 'em all
I can't dig deep am old-in the night by the
churchyaId wall.
NV WiliyIl rise up whole when the trumpet OF judg-
ment Ill sound,
But charge you never to say that laid him IN
molly ground.
"The Sisters" is the tragic narrative of fatal
marriage. The speaker, after winning the love of
Edith, wed, her win sister, Evelyn:
Whom | wood and won
For Evelyn knew not OF nv former suit,
Because Tue simple mother workd upon
u. Edith pray'd ire not to whisper of H..
And Eith would be bridesmaid on the day.
But that day. not being all at ease,
from the altar CHANGING back upon her,
Before the first 81 will' was uttei'd,
The bridesmaid pale statuelIke, passioness-
mo harm, no HARM turn'd again, aud placed
Ny ring upon the finger of NY bride.
So when We parted. Edith spoke 10 word,
She wept 40 tear. but round nv EvelJ chung
In utter silence for so long. 1 thought
lIan..N -14f her AIS gTf IA
We left Der. happy each in each, and then,
As tho the happiness of each IN each
Were not enough must fam have torrents, lakes
Hills, the great things of Nature and the fair
4 lift us as 1t were from commonplace.
Aud help us 10 our JOY. Better have sent