He was fairly successful for a short time in his father's law office; but if ever a man believed that it was his duty to devote his every breath to the gift of music and poetry bestowed upon him, that man was Lanier. His wife agreed with him in his ideals and faith, so in 1873 he left his family in Georgia and went to Baltimore, the land of libraries and orchestras. He secured the position of first flute in the Peabody orchestra, and, by sheer force of genius, took up the most difficult scores and faultlessly led all the flutes. He read and studied, wrote and lectured like one who had suffered from mental starvation. In 1879 he received the appointment of lecturer on English literature at the Johns Hopkins University, a position which his friends had long wished to see him fill. He held it only two years, however, before his death. His health had fast been failing. He wrote part of the time while lying on his back, and, because of physical weakness, he delivered some of his lectures in whispers. In search of relief, he was taken to Florida, Texas, and North Carolina, but no permanent benefit came, and he died in his temporary quarters in North Carolina in 1881. Works.--Lanier wrote both prose and poetry. His prose comprises books for children and critical studies. _The Science of English Verse_ (1880) and _The English Novel_ (1883) are of interest because of their clear setting forth of his theory of versification and art. In his poetry he strives to embody the ideals proclaimed in his prose work, which are, first, to write nothing that is not moral and elevating in tone, and, second, to express himself in versification which is obedient to the laws of regular musical composition, in rhyme, rhythm, vowel assonance, alliteration, and phrasings. Lanier's creed, that the poet should be an inspiration for good to his readers, is found in his lines:-- "The artist's market is the heart of man, The artist's price some little good of man." The great inspiration of his life was love, and he has some fine love poems, such as _My Springs_, _In Absence_, _Evening Song_, and _Laus Mariae_. In _The Symphony_, which voices the social sorrow for the overworked and downtrodden, he says the problem is not one for the head but the heart:-- "Vainly might Plato's brain revolve it, Plainly the heart of a child could solve it." In ending the poem, he says that even "Music is Love in search of a word." Strong personal love, tender pitying love for humanity, impassioned love of nature, and a reverent love of God are found in Lanier. The striking musical quality of Lanier's best verse is seen in these stanzas from _Tampa Robins_:-- "The robin laughed in the orange-tree: 'Ho, windy North, a fig for thee: While breasts are red and wings are bold And green trees wave us globes of gold, Time's scythe shall reap but bliss for me --Sunlight, song, and the orange-tree. * * * * *