...and say him nothing wrong ; 1 wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levell'd sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one...that far land. Perhaps 'twas this that made me seek, 1 Hsguised, his grave one winter-tide : A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless...

...position. It is entitled ' Burns and Byron,* and certainly shows our author to be true to his principle of A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless weak, as he has elsewhere expressed it. Mr. Miller is evidently a discipleof Byron, and this accounts for...

...position. It is entitled ' Burns and Byron,' and certainly shows our author to be true to his principle of A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless weak, as he has elsewhere expressed it. Mr. Miller is evidently a disciple of Byron, and this accounts for...

...and say him nothing wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one...the helpless weak. A palm not far held out a hand, Hard-by a long green bamboo swung, And bent like some great bow unstrung, And quivered like a willow...

...and say him nothing wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew, not one Will speak him fair, in that far land. Perhaps 't was this that made me seek, Disguised, his grave one winter- tide; A weakness for the weaker side,...

...and say him nothing wrong; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew, not one Will speak him fair, in that far land. Perhaps 't was this that made me seek, Disguised, his grave one winter-tide; SONG. SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES....

...his infuriated enemies, and the poem ends thus : — " He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair in that far laud. Perhaps 'twas this that made me se.-k. Disguised, his grave one winter-tide ; A weakness for...

...and say him nothing wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one...the helpless weak. A palm not far held out a hand, Hard-by a long green bamboo swung, And bent like some great bow unstrung, And quivered like a willow...

...and say him nothing wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair in that far land. Perhaps 't was this that made me seek,. Disguised, his grave one winter-tide; A weakness for the weaker side,...

...a prominent member, but was generally to be found voting in the minority. He felt throughout life " A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless weak" ; and might often be found heading a forlorn hope, or arguing vigorously in favour of an unpopular...