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GOKSE. — Anger. 
Nome and fame! to fly sublime 
Through the courts, the camps, the schools, 
Is to he the hall of time 
Bandied in the hands of fools. Tennyson. 
November 23. 
GOLDYLOCKS. — Languishing. 
There is a shadow in her eye, 
A languor on her frame ; 
Yet rouse her spirit, and she ’ll glow 
With passion’s fiercest flame. J. W. H. 
November 80. 
GOLDEN BOD. — Precaution. 
Forgive me if I do not trust 
Those eyes of tender blue, 
For she was to my hopes unjust, 
Who looked so sweetly, too! 
Forgive me ; caution now denies 
The heart’s responsive swell! 
Delusive were her deepest sighs 
Whom I believed so well! 
T. H. Bayley. 
