...sun — With that sadness of heart which 110 stranger may scan, I fly to the deserts afar from man. Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent bush-boy alone by my sideWhen the wild turmoil of this wearisome life, With its scenes of oppression, corruption, and strife;...

...at the evening fall ; And the fiend-bJie laugh of hyenas grim Fearfully startles tho twilight dim. Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent bush-boy alone by my i Away — away—in the wilderness vast, Where tbe white man's foot hath never pasted, Ami the resile«*...

...the desert land ;) But His not the innocent to destroy, For I hate the huntsman's aavagc joy. Afnr in the desert I love to ride, With the silent bush-boy alone by my sideAway — away — from the dwellings of men, By the wild deer's haunt, ond the buffalo' ti glen}...

...of Europgeo Sotith African poetry, we give our readers » stanza : — 1827.]. Southern Africa. 131 "Afar in the Desert I love to ride, With the silent...the buffalo's glen ; By valleys remote, where the orihi plays ; Where the gnoo, the gazelle, and the hartebeest graze , And the gemsbok and eland unhunted...

...law of the Desert land,) But 'tis not the innocent to destroy, For I hate the huntsman's savage joy. Afar in the Desert I love to ride, With the silent...the wild deer's haunt, and the buffalo's glen ; By vallies remote, where the oribi plays ; Where the gnoo, the gazelle, and the hartebeest graze ; And...

...law of the Desert land,) But 'tis not the innocent to destroy, For I hate the huntsman's savage joy. Afar in the Desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my eidt : Away — away from the dwellings of men, By the wild dcer's haunt and the buffalo's glen ; By...

...these the very materiel of poesy ? Mr. Pringle has found them such : but he shall speak for himself. " Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side : When the sorrows of life the soul o'crcast, And, sick of the present, I turn to the past; And the...

...; And the mighty rhinoceros wallows at will, In the vlei where the wild-ass is drinking his fill. ' Afar in the Desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by nay side : O'er the brown Karroo, where the bleating cry Of the springbok's fawn sounds plaintively...

...their nest, Far hid from the pitiless plunderer's view In the pathless depths of the parched karroo. Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent bush-boy alone by my side. Away — away — in the wilderness vast, Where the white man's foot hath never passed, And the quivered Coranna...

...at the evening fall ; And the fiend-like laugh of hyenas grim, Fearfully startles the twilight dim. Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side — Away, away in the wilderness vast, Where the white man's foot before never pass'd, And the restless Coranna or...