1-2. See `Introduction', p. xxviii [Part III]. 31-61. See `Introduction', p. xxix [Part III]. 42-43. See St. Matthew 4:4. 55-60. It is precisely this evil that Ruskin has in mind, I take it, when he condemns the commercial text, "Buy in the cheapest market and sell in the dearest," and when he declares that "Competition is the law of death" (`Unto This Last', pp. 40, 59). 117. Compare `Corn', l. 21 ff. 161. For `lotos-sleeps' see Tennyson's `The Lotos-eaters', which almost lulls one to sleep, and `The Odyssey' ix. 80-104. 178. See St. Matthew 19:19. 182. See St. Luke 10:29, ff. 183-190. Compare `Corn', ll. 4-9, and see `Introduction', p. xxxii [Part III]. 232-248. See `Introduction', p. xxxiv f., and Peacock's `Lady Clarinda's Song' (Gosse's `English Lyrics'). 294-298. See `Tiger-lilies', p. 49, and `Betrayal' in Lanier's complete `Poems', p. 213. These lines of `The Symphony' show clearly that Lanier did not believe that God made one law for man and another for woman, or that one very grievous sin should forever blight a woman's life. What Christ himself thought is clear from St. Luke 7:36-50, and St. John 8:1-11. 302. See `Introduction', p. liv [Part VI]. 326. For a full account of the `hautboy' and other musical instruments mentioned in the poem see Lanier's `The Orchestra of To-day', cited in the `Bibliography'. 359. See `Introduction', p. xxxvi [Part III]. Compare 1 Corinthians 13; Drummond's `The Greatest Thing in the World'; William Morris's `Love Is Enough'; `Aurora Leigh', Book ix.: "Art is much, but Love is more! O Art, my Art, thou'rt much, but Love is more! Art symbolizes Heaven, but Love is God And makes Heaven;" and Langland's `Piers the Plowman' (ed. by Skeat, i. 202-3): "Love is leche of lyf and nexte oure Lorde selve, And also the graith gate that goth into hevene."* -- * The two lines may be translated: "Love is the physician of life and next to our Lord himself; moreover, it is the way that goes straight to Heaven." -- 368. See `Introduction', p. xxxii [Part III]. The Power of Prayer; or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama By Sidney and Clifford Lanier You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. [1] De Lord, HE made dese black-jack roots to twis' into a seat. Umph dar! De Lord have mussy on dis blin' old nigger's feet. It 'pear to me dis mornin' I kin smell de fust o' June. I 'clar', I b'lieve dat mockin'-bird could play de fiddle soon! Dem yonder town-bells sounds like dey was ringin' in de moon. Well, ef dis nigger IS been blind for fo'ty year or mo', Dese ears, DEY sees de world, like, th'u' de cracks dat's in de do'. For de Lord has built dis body wid de windows 'hind and 'fo'. I know my front ones IS stopped up, and things is sort o' dim, But den, th'u' DEM, temptation's rain won't leak in on ole Jim! [11] De back ones show me earth enough, aldo' dey's mons'ous slim.