98 Richard Jefferies. 



(c) The Unveiling of the Bust. Articles in Saturday Review, 12th 



March ; Nature Notes, '\\\., 87 ; Salisbury Journal, 2nd April ; 



and Sarum Diocesan Gazette, April, 1892. 

 {d) " Richard JeflPeries in Salisbury Cathedral," by Miss Thomas, 



with illustrations, Literary Opinion, April, 1893 ; also some 



notes in same number. 

 ((?) "Richard Jefferies," Marlburian, 16th November, 1892. 

 (/) " Richard Jefferies," a poem, by Mary Geoghegan, Temple Bar, 



January, 1892 : — 



" Room in his heart for all ! 

 For striving stitchwort as for oak-tree tall ; 

 Room for the chickweed at the gate, the weed upon the wall; 

 Still as the page was writ 

 'Twas Nature held his hand and guided it ... . 

 Yague longings found a tongue ; 

 Things dim and ancient into speech were wrung ; 

 The epic of the rolling wheat, the lyric hedgerow sung .... 

 No bird that cleaves the air 

 But his revealing thought has made more fair ; 

 No tremulous dell of summer leaves but felt his presence there. 

 So though we deem him dead, 

 Lo ! be yet speaketh ! and the words are sped 

 In grassy whispers o'er the fields — by every wild flower said." 



Stanzas 2, 3, 4, 9, 10. 



{g) " Richard Jefferies," a poem, by W. H. A. E., [Rev. W. H. A. 

 Ewance, Twickenham,] in Wilts County Mirror, 8th April, 

 1892 :— 



" Shire of the rounded hills ! . . . . 



Shire, where the fountain fills 



The streamlet and anon the tiny fall 



Past mounded hedgerows, lined with poplars tall, 



Hazel, and old gnarled yew-trunks, winds in play 



To Avon or to Rennet's wider way ; 



Shire that he loved to tread. 



Guard in thy storied fane his carven form. 



Think of the wanderer past life's heat and storm, 



Thine still, though cold and dead ! " — Stanza 3. 





