LUCIL E.

I know a lady, whom to know is for,
from her heart excluded;

And none ares

The rich, the poor, the girl and boy.
All share her smiles, old maids themselves nicluded;
How, who's this lady, who can with her wit and four,
Not only win our love, but force it ?

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Why!
Thes! There's but over in all an school, but me!

Lud she's — the charming Mrs Fawcett
Orecitimas 1876

LUCIL E.

BY

OWEN MEREDITH. said.

Lytton, Edward R. B. L., earl

WITH TWENTY-FOUR ILLUSTRATIONS

RY

GEORGE DU MAURIER.

"Why, let the stricken deer go weep,

The hart ungalled play;

For some must watch, while some must sleep:
Thus runs the world away." -— Hamlet.

AND CO.

BOSTON:

JAMES R. OSGOOD AND COMPANY,
LATE TICKNOR & FIELDS, AND FIELDS, OSGOOD, & Co.

1875.

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DEDICATION.

TO MY FATHER.

I DEDICATE to you a work which is submitted to the public with a diffidence and hesitation proportioned to the novelty of the effort it represents. For in this poem I

have abandoned those forms of verse with which I had most familiarized my thoughts, and have endeavored to follow a path on which I could discover no footprints before me, either to guide or to warn.

There is a moment of profound discouragement which succeeds to prolonged effort; when, the labor which has become a habit having ceased, we miss the sustaining sense of its companionship, and stand, with a feeling of strangeness and embarrassment, before the abrupt and naked. result. As regards myself, in the present instance, the force of all such sensations is increased by the circumstances to