15 NOVEMBER 1873, Page 14

WATER-L1131 S.

THERE are water-lilies lying Large and lustrous to desire, With the snow for whiteness vying, Holding each a heart of fire ; Lilies with large leaves for shadow, Where the sunbeams flash and quiver, Where through many a copse and meadow Steals along the silent river.

Like a fairest, sweetest maiden Lies each lily in its brightness, All her heart with love's fire laden, All her soul of purest whiteness ; Furled and folded all her petals Round she wraps her heart to cover, Till on her the strong sun settles, And her whole heart hails her lover.

F. W. BOURDILLON: