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Cues from all Quarters;
'He was 'a stricken deer that left the herd.'
A CLERICAL REGLUSE.
VI. CITIES OF REFUGE: A SEQUEL TO SOLITUDE IN CROWDS
XIII. ABOUT FINDING ONE'S OCCUPATION GONE.-A
HAD been looking in the morning at Lough's fine recumbent statue of Robert Southey-now laid out in white marble, within Crosthwaite Church. The impression of the old laureate's pinched features, and keen time-tried sorrowworn aspect, gave fresh force and feeling to those lines of his, which I happened to light upon in the evening, while turning over, with random listlessness, his miscellaneous poems,— those tenderly retrospective lines, written by him in 1796, and headed, "On My Own Miniature Picture, taken at Two Years of Age." Whatever contrast was suggested to the poet, then in the first flush of earliest manhood, between himself at three or four and twenty, and at tiny two,-how pathetically, to my remembrances, that contrast was now reinforced, by glancing at once from the monument of an over-worked veteran to the miniature of a little child.
And I was once like this! that glowing cheek