Where Bisakel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not spin so wildly well
Our mortal wheelery,
While a better song than now might swell
From my lyre within the sky—
But—how is this “for high”?
Lyra Bicyclica, By J. G. Dalton, Boston, 1880.
——:o:——
THE STEED OF FIRE.
From Poe’s “Eldorado”—Fabled Golden
made true steel.