And mystic force with force still caught And still I found the downward swing, The upward stroke rang out glad life and breath A VISION OF WOMANHOOD. OUT in the desert, half-submerged, a sphinx In the dull deep waters sunk of Lethe, fed That just below the shining surfaces The woman sickened into unclean beast, Bestial, with ravening claws and murderous strength; And eyeless sockets filled with desert dust To be half woman and half beast unclean, And all her being burned as in a furnace, Æons or hours did that deep trance endure? The beast was slain, the deathful riddle solved That slew the man; and throned upon men's hearts- (The Gudewife.) THE LAIRD'S WOOING. "The auld Laird again !-Keep us a' !— Whan the hoose is in sic a like steer! That brings him sae aften doun here. A bodie wad think ye were fou!— (The Gudeman.) 1 Upset. 'Hoot-toot, noo, gudewife! ye're aye ettlin' 2 To wed wi' the grit o' the laun'! As Leddy o' Featherstane Ha'! 2 You are always straining at things too high for your hand. Jeanie, sol.) Tho' faither an' mither may wrangle, I'll snood up by bonnie bricht hair. Me to wear satins an' silk! An' ne'er put a haun' to the spinnin',— The Laird he whiles tells me o' Lun'non, To see my braw carriage an' pair To stoun the guid folk at the fair! I fetch'd hame the kye at the gloamin',5- 1 Linnet. 2 Perhaps. 3 Chat. 4 Head. 5 Twilight. |