Dr. Holland's poem, read,-
Read and yet not fall asleep.
If she read it without nodding,
If her chaste eyes never close,
Then thy varied, all-embracing,
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Then thy huge expanse of foot
Shall forsake thee and o'er give thee
All to grateful friendship's care."
Years have rolled by, and Skiapous still sighs for his virgin benefactress. But why should young hearts, full of gladness and rejoicing, be oppressed by the forebodings that crowd my fevered brain? Will it not be enough, when all is over, for me to tell you "Skiapous is no more"?
L. D.