POEMS. 33

I had a star in heaven ;

One Pleiad was its name, And when I was not heeding

It wandered from the same. And though the skies are crowded,

And all the night ashine, I do not care about it,

Since, none of them are mine.

My story has a moral :

I have a missing friend, Pleiad its name, and robin,

And guinea in the sand, And when this mournful ditty,

Accompanied with tear, Shall meet the eye of traitor

In country far from here, Grant that repentance solemn

May seize upon his mind, And he no consolation

Beneath the sun may find.

NOTE. This poem may have had, like many others, a per- sonal origin. It is more than probable that it was sent to some friend travelling in Europe, a dainty reminder of letter- writing delinquencies.

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