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396 —in the girl, in "lips grown aged," and "over the coffin lid"; and only neglect to read the verses could explain the critic's mistake. Mrs. Moore contributed for several years occasional short stories and verses to various magazines and newspapers, and on one occasion entered the lists in competition for the prize offered by the Youth's Companion for the best story for girls. There were seven thousand com- petitors that year, and Mrs. Moore received the first prize of five hundred dollars.

In 1880 Lothrop & Co., Boston, published her volume of verses entitled "Songs of Sun- shine and Shadow," which has passed through two editions.

She must be classed among the poets of nature. A list of her themes would reveal this, for she sings of trees and flowers, brooks and rills, of night-fall, summer and winter, and the voice of spring. The much quoted words of Wordsworth, speaking of himself, would truly apply to the author of "Songs of Sunshine and Shadow": —

How clearly this is revealed in the poem, "To a Flower Painter," one of the best of the collection, through which breathes a desire to render immortal the varied beautiful forms of field and forest! —

"Rock of Ages" and "Dandelions" have been most widely quoted, and appeal most strongly to the popular ear, yet they are by no means her best.

The poems are chiefly of the lyrical order, interspersed with ballads, metrical translations of odes of Horace, and some exquisite sonnets. Occasionally she tries her hand at .some historical incident, throwing it, as a study, into poetic measures. An illustration of this is "The Death of Charles the Ninth." This was written for her brother, then a student at Bowdoin College, to be used as a recitation in a competition for a prize.

If dramatic poetry be that in which the objects contemplated, animate or inanimate, are presented as speaking for them.selves, then several of her ]X)ems are of this class, .such as "Immortality," "Useless," "The' Poplar," and others. In fact, her compass is wide, for she has produced some humorous poetry as well, of a high order, that has never found its way into print.

But to those who know her best her published works fail to adequately represent her. They seem but a fragment of what, had her health been uniform, she would probably have produced. For years she suffered from a