The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song ... Selected from English and American authors, by C. F. Bates ... Illustrated, etc

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i^Q/wu^ NY. OvX cJISLOaas THE CAMBRIDGE BOOK OF POETRY A_NB SONG SELECTED FROM ENGLISH AND AMERICAN AUTHORS, BY CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES, AUTHOR OF "RISK, AND OTHER POEMS." COMPILER OF "THE LONGFELLOW BIRTHDAY BOOK," "SEVEN VOICES OF SYMPATHY." ILLUSTBATED BY FREDERICKS, CHURCH, DIELMAN, TAYLOR, HARRY FETSN, GIFFORD AND OTHER EMINENT ARTISTS. OTtt{) .n.txcs nf authors, Æitlrs, anS JFttst Ettus. NEW YORK: THOMAS Y. CROWELL & CO., No. 13 Astor Place. Copyright. 18S2. By Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. to the memory op M$ Jn'.ttu HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, THIS WORK IS DEDICATED. Thyname, O poet, shall go sounding on While breaks the wave on shore of Jlachigonne.* The sky and ocean whence thy genius stole The charm which draws the universal soul, Alone remain the same as on that day Now lying five and seventy years away.

These type the fate of what thy voice hath sung; Like sea and sky, the heart is ever young. Man's joys and griefs a thousand years ago, Throb still the same as do the waters flow; The light and dark, as then, divide his sky, Though earth has seen so many millions die. Who best meets man, not men, as ages move, Will be secure of human praise and love ; Who best meets man will share, and only he, With heaven and ocean, immortality. C. F. B. * The Indian name of Portland. PEE FACE. Though text-books of every variety abound, and many per sons assert the old to be better tlian the new, yet every year sees no inconsiderable number added to their list. It is folly to suppose that any one prepares a work merely for the sake of doing it, and careful examination proves that every successor in a given field has some superiority of plan, comprehensiveness, detail, or material to recommend it.

Something it may lack that others have ; but it also has something that others lack. So it is with compilations of poetry. Every one is found faulty somewhere, by somebody, nor can it be imagined possible, with the varied tastes of men, that the work of one should be so all embracing as to leave no intelligent reader disappointed. The compiler of this volume has not pretended to make what she has never found, — a perfect compilation, — and will be gratified if this prove so well done as to save it from the charge of being a supernumerary. Whatever its defects, it still carries out, in the main, her aim in undertaking it, which was, — First. — To represent the genius of woman as fairly as that of man. Second. — To the extent of the compiler's power, to give those poets their just clues who have hitherto not had them.