Was the sorrowful lay,
For the gentle Cuckoo
Sung by the Jay.
AMY R.
"MARY AND HER LAMB."
(A Critique.)
"Mary had a little lamb."
In this poem each stanza, we may say each line, is unalloyed gold. Let us examine the first line.
"Mary." The name strikes us at once as belonging to one pure as the inside of an apple-bloom; and the rest of the poem assures us, that by making Mary's name an index to Mary's character, we have not been misled. A master's hand is visible from the first word.