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Lonely | in the | forest, | subtle | from his | birth, Lived a | necro | -mancer, | wondrous | son of | earth

More of | him in | -quire not, | than I | choose to | say; Nymph or | dryad | bore him-- | else 'twas | witch or | fay; Ask you | who his | father?-- | haply | he ht | be Wood-God, | satyr, | sylvan; | --such his | pedi | -gree

Reared mid | fauns and | fairies, | knew he | no cohostly | seers

Mistress | of the | black-art, | ”wizard | gaunt and | grihtly | on the | hill-top, | ”read the | stars to | him”

These were | welcome | teachers; | drank he | in their | lore; Witchcraft | so en | -ticed him, | still to | thirst for | more

Spectres | he would | play with, | phantoms | raise or | quell; Gnomes from | earth's deep | centre | knew his | potent | spell

Augur | or a | -ruspex | had not | half his | art; Master | deep of | ic, | spirits | played his | part; Demons, | irand en | -chant | show

_Example II--An Example of Hart's, Corrected_

”Where the | wood is | waving, | _shady_, | green, and | high, Fauns and | dryads, | _nightly_, | watch the | starry | sky”

See _Hart's E Gram_, p 187; or _the citation thence below_

A couplet of this sort ht easily be reduced to a pleasant little stanza, by severing each line after the third foot, thus:--

Hearken! | hearken! | hear ye; Voices | meet my | ear

Listen, | never | fear ye; Friends--or | foes--are | near

Friends! ”So | -ho!” they're | shouting-- ”Ho! so | -ho, a | -hoy!”-- 'Tis no | Indian, | scouting

Cry, _so | -ho_! with | joy

But a si and five short, divided after the seventh, leaving two iambs to form the second or shorter line,--(since such a division produces different orders and metres both,--) will, I think, retain but little reseh the actual sequence of quantities long and short is the same If this be so, the particular th of lines is more essential to the character of a poetic strain than so extract are an exa_

”C=ome ~un |-t=o' th~ese | y=ell~ow | s=ands, And th=en | t~ake h=ands: Court'sied | when you | have and | kiss'd, (The wild | waves whist,) Foot it | featly | here and | there; And, sweet | sprites, the | burden | bear”

SINGER'S SHAKSPEARE: _Tempest_, Act i, Sc 2

MEASURE IV--TROCHAIC OF FIVE FEET, OR PENTAMETER

_Exale, Alternated_

”Mountain | winds! oh! | whither | do ye | call me?

Vainly, | vainly, | would my | steps pur |-sue: Chains of | care to | lower | earth en |-thrall me, Wherefore | thus my | weary | spirit | woo?

Oh! the | strife of | this di |-vided | being!

Is there | peace where | ye are | borne, on | high?

Could we | soar to | your proud | eyries | fleeing, In our | hearts, would | haunting | _m=em~or~ies_ | die?”

FELICIA HEMANS: ”_To the Mountain Winds:” Everet's Versif_, p 95