"And sometimes with a steadfast stare Kept looking at the empty air, As if she saw, beyond, Some meadow in her native land, "If I had only had a drink "So soft of heart he was and kind To any creature lame, or blind, Unfortunate, or dumb: Whereby he made a sort of vow, "An oath, from which he never swerv'd, For surely as the rum was serv'd He shared the cheering dram ; And kindly gave one half at least, Or more, to the complaining beast, Who took it like a lamb. "At last with overclouding skies A breeze again began to rise, That stiffen'd to a gale: Steady, steady, and strong it blew; And were not we a joyous crew, As on the Jolly Planter flew Beneath a press of sail! "Swiftly the Jolly Planter flew, A glee there was on every brow, "And was not she, a mad-like thing To land again and taste the spring, Instead of fiery glass: About the verdant meads to scour, And snuff the honey'd cowslip flower, And crop the juicy grass! 66 'Whereby she grew as plump and hale As any beast that wears a tail, Her skin as sleek as silk THE THREE BROTHERS BY THOMAS HOOD. -Now confess and know, Wit without money sometimes gives the blow." VALENTINE ABENDALI of Bagdad had three sons. the two eldest, very tall and proper youths for their years; but the youngest, on account of the dwarfishness of his stature, was called Little Agib. He had, notwithstanding, a wit and shrewdness very unusual to any, especially of his childish age; whereas his brothers were dull and slow of intellect, to an extraordinary degree. Now Abendali, though he had money, was not rich enough to leave behind him |