Ah! the sick kingdoms that grapple and groan
Red as Republics that point the far finger,
Or hail the horizon, aghast and alone.
Sinks in the distance the Dream and the Dreaming,
Leaves the wide world to its pining and pain;
From the great Universe, lo! in the gleaming,
Blazes the bandersnatch, faithless and fain!
——:o:——
Parody on a Poem in Mr. Swinburne’s
Tragedy “Erechtheus.”
I see the sad sorrow that hangs like a shadow