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THE 
 
 QUADRANGLE BY MOONLIGHT 
 
 OR, 
 
 MEDITATIONS IN MARISCHAL COLLEGE ; 
 AND OTHER POEMS. 
 
 By ALFRED LEACH. 
 
 MARISCHAL COLLEGE, UNIVERSITY OF ABERDEEN. 
 
 ABERDEEN : D. WYLLIE & SON. 
 1879. 
 

ALEXANDER BAIN, M.A., LL.D., 
 
 REGIUS PROFESSOR OF LOGIC IX THE UNIVERSITY OF ABERDEEN, 
 
 3/jitse |oms 
 
 ARE, BY KIND PERMISSION, DEDICATED 
 VERY RESPECTFULLY BY 
 
 THE AUTHOR. 
 
ALEXANDER BAIN, M.A., LL.D, 
 
 REGIUS PROFESSOR OF LOGIC IN THE UNIVERSITY OF ABERDEEN, 
 
 Homs 
 
 ARE, BY KIND PERMISSION, DEDICATED 
 VERY RESPECTFULLY BY 
 
 THE AUTHOR. 
 
Digitized by the Internet Archive 
 in 2017 with funding from 
 Getty Research Institute 
 
 https://archive.org/details/quadranglebymoonOOIeac 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 This tiny publication is a first and, if unsuccessful, a last attempt ; from 
 criticism I intend to learn either to improve or to cease. 
 
 Some of the opinions herein expressed may require an apology ; 
 in lieu of writing one I will avail myself of a quotation : — 
 
 “ Either the voice of Nature lies, 
 
 And science is a mere delusion, 
 
 Or Faith o’er facts would tyrannize, 
 
 Choose ! - which is real? — which illusion? 
 
 For ’yond the veil none ever peered ; 
 
 Who sits enthroned there, none can prove ; 
 But not— a Being to be feared ! 
 
 Whoever rules— His name is XiOVK I " 
 
 (“Dogma, Doubt , and Duty,” by Chas. Hoare). 
 
 A few of the shorter pieces are early compositions ; others were 
 written recently to form part of this booklet : some may fail to afford 
 pleasure ; some may succeed. 
 
 A. L. 
 
 41£ Union Street, 
 Aberdeen, November, 1879. 
 
 THE GETTY CENTER 
 UPRARY 
 
From the death of the old the new proceeds, 
 
 And the life of truth from the rot of creeds.” '—J. G. Whittier. 
 
 “ The fear o’ hell ’s a hangman’s whip 
 To haud the wretch in order ; 
 
 But where you feel your honour grip, 
 
 Let that aye be your border.” — Burns. 
 
 “ There lives more faith in honest doubt, 
 
 Believe me, than in half the creeds ."-Tennyson.