Not from the clods of earth ’Mid grovelling toil and strife Thy GENIUS hailed her birth To all her peerless life; Her viewless home hath been Where Poesy hath flung Its sweetest words to win The music of thy tongue! How Manhood’s honor rose, How perished Woman’s shame, When robed in worth and woes Thine own VIRGINIUS came! How Freedom claims a peal And Tyranny a knell When BRUTUS waves the steel Where Slave and Tarquin fell! When SPARTACUS leads on Each gladiator-blade, Or feudal tyrants fawn To lion-hearted CADE,— How every listening heart its narrow span, And, in that glorious art, Adores the peerless man! But dearer than the rest We own thy mystic spell To lave the lingering breast Where Avon’s sweetness fell! To marshal from the page And summon from the pen Of SHAKSPEARE, to _thy_ stage, His living, breathing men! No longer Shakspeare’s line, But _studious_ gaze controls; It girds and gilds from _thine_ The multitude of souls! While Genius claims a crown, Or mimic woe a tear, Paled be the envious frown And dumb the cynic sneer That barreth from thy heart Or veileth from thy name The loftiest, grandest part Of histrionic FAME! C. H. B. A single sonnet more shall end these examples of the poetic tributes to the genius and worth of Forrest; tributes which, adding lustre to his career and shedding comfort and joy into his heart, were and are one of the most attractive illustrations of the value and sweetness of the prize of fame: ON ROOT’S DAGUERREOTYPE OF MR. FORREST.