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POEMS In nemoriam
A.
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J5,
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(i.
H.
K.
M(
N.
AiMjelii, St.
Hiiiiiion, llcv. Fat her
l^xr'giii, I'ati-icU (iiiiui's life)
IJoyil, floi., Jdlm
liiini.s Suiiator
K;4aii, \U\. I'atluT (at.i'ohtii'
(iillespie, Hon. 'I'lios. F.
TiDWr, l)a\i,s 1'. anil I'alnii!!
Kcary, .lolin (n.y uncle.)
I.awlft, l\cv. Fatlifi-
[.
Manning, Canlinal
-Maggie, Si.siei'
Mollic; Darling,
Miudocl), .lolm
Munl'icli, , James
Miraniiciii, The Shaile.- of'
e.
Ml( 'onnack, iiernaid Sf.
Maedouald, Sir Jolni
Ma'keii/ie, llini. Alex.
Mel.,aLiglilin, .Janie.s (i.)an'.s)
' niscellaneous l^oems.
r.v.iK. I A.
63 A<i'< <lii's. pages.'), 7, !>, 1-J. l:{.
: " i:{, I."), I(i, s7.
.Antcgraph Lines,
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Xapolenn I.,
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V.
()■( 'onnell, Daiiiel
()'l..eaiy, llev. Father
O'Reilly, John T.oyle
Parnell, ('has. S.
Trinee V'i'jtoi' of Wales,
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<^)iiigl<^y, Capl. Thos.
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•is
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IJrollier lames,
I5irth(lay, M v
He StilfSad'Soul,
IJells of Hea\in,
iii'Voml the liars,
|ieiiuliair".s Isle,
IJeaiiliair's I'oint (iravevar i, 7S
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14
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7(j
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(Marc' (iowan, 30
Ciii'istmas Hi^lls, 41
Canada, My (i)neen, ().">
Colleen's ( 'ur.se, The 71
Daisv. The Dear Little -Hi
De'viVs Lack, '21)
Desires, .\|y oS
Mxile of M iramichi, (i
i;pita[)li, My 1")
n.
21 IL
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Teiniyson, Lord Alfred
Thompson, Sir John
\V.
Whelan, William (my father,) l(»
Whelan, Maggie, (wee ((ueen.) Iii
( i oil's ( lifts, 15
Cod in Xat urt!, 19
( iolden Silence, ^(i
Home and llea\eii, 42
Impromptn, 69
• liiltilee, (^tiieen's 8
-lui.ilee, I'apal 12
dune. Month of 27
Liliertv. L'li
Last Night of the Year lSi)i.>, 42
Lost Warship \ icloria, ."i.S
Lament of tlie l-'aii' < ieraldine, 'u
Lament of Sir Wm. Wallact;, 74
Whehm, an elegy,
Washington, (k-orge
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M.
;, Mary, acrostic,
Music,
1 1 My Hrother, To
i Mary, Sorrows of
J Morri-SHV, Fathei-
I Mary, Our (^ueen
ij Mother's Lameni,
|-| Madonna, TheJ
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lAary W«^^>f
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M. 0()ntiiiu(;il.
Miir\", (^Uiccu di' Siot.K,
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I'iustoriil, A
I'oi't's UlCUIl.
IMiiI<):,o|)lK'i "s Si one,
Q.
<j)u<'eii'is .Iu1)il«'e,
K.
Reuou.s Kivcr Valley,
Reverie, A
S.
St. l{ri(l,i,aa'-^
Stillwater,
Sweel Ncwcasilc Slioro,
Shamrock, The
Shamrock, My
Sacred lleait,
Soiincl,
St. Ka]fliaor,s, lUackville,
IJ.
I'lia if Kildiue,
W.
World's Fair. The
'Vallacc'.s J.amoiit,
JOrrata, etc.,
INDEX.
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43
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Advertisements :
J. 1). ('i'ea<,diaii, Newcastle,
N. It. Mackenzie, •'
Jennie K. Wright, "
(ieorge Stahle.s, "
John .Mnirif:.'..'y, »»
L. ]}. McMurdo,
Mrs. J. Demer.s "
1'. Henncs.sy, "
Alex. Roi)iii,son, Chatham,
Win. Wyse, "
Advocate Olliee, on co\er.
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Archibald
[.'.eToriai
Michael l^\?'lielaii,
RENOUS RIVER, N. B.
" < i()(l iiiaUrs ;i l'(»ct , toinlics s,)iil and sij^h*
Ami lips aii'l licait, and scnils liini foi'tli In siii%'.
" I'ootsarc J: I range, --not always inulcrstood
r>y many is tiioir |,'ift,
\\'liiili is for <'\ il Of fof niiglity good,
To lower or to lift.
Tiio Poet is gnnit Niitnrc's own high T'liost,
Ordained from vory l)irlii,
To keep for hearts an everlasting feast —
To bless or eiirse the earth.
They eannot help hut sing ; they know not why
Their thoughts rush into song,
And Hoat ahove the world, ])eneath the sky,
'<\)r righl or for the wrong."
— Fnfhir I'yaii,
Puhliiihed for the Author hy W. ('. Axsr.ow,
Nkwcasti.i;, N. "'., IS!).-..
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AUTHOR'S I^REPACH.
X AiTliiiK iisiiiilly limits, 1 t'.u\cy, the |)fe't'ai'c or iiitrinluttioii til
^ ii Wdi'k the r.i )st (lili'irnlt purt of t lie u Imli' pn ri>ni>;mci'. .hist
wliiU to »:iy ivml lu)-a tn s:iy it i^ a (1illi''ult task iiuicid. I think sincority
is tlio touchstone of all ivw ! liou;i;Iils, woi'ds ami actions i;i this world.
Th" person who is sincere j^i'nei'ally speak.s the truth. Many authorH,
knowing that tlieir works i)osses.s merit, are afraid to say so lost tliey
sliouhl bo aeeusoil oi prid'" or presuuiption. With tins i^Ua full upon iIumu
they are apt to rush inl > the opposite txtrouie, that of striving, like Uriah
Heap to he "unihlo. 1 .<!iall do neither. As I lia\-o wriiten without fear
or favor, without hope of reward, " without niou.ey ami without price,"'
without passion or prejudice, ait oi- atTectalion, so 1 shall iiresent my
productions to the pulilic, in tin; manner I helievo they sliould lie iiresoiited,
with eourte.sy of eoui'se, witli due nuxlesty, eouscioiis of th.eir many gra\e
defects, hut with ean<lour and eontidonec.
Tlie following Toeins and Songs are not tlie result of iilor.iry " ha(dv.
w )rk," but were generally suggested liy some incident that appealed
direetl}- to the autlioi'"s heart or imagination. Most of thcni have already
appeared in print, but, owing to iias*y cdinposition, careless revision and
typ()gra[)hieal errors, in very lud form. As tiiey now appear they have
Vtcen carefully revised hy nu;, and I Impo they sliall aUord interest and
pleasure to the gcneial reader.
I do not pose particularly as a pod and hope soin<! day to present niy
prose works also.
'I'ho contents ol the following pages are not tiie mere elap-ti'up of a
contenip'.il)le copyist, hut the original and giMiuine productions of a nuin
who lias a mind of his own.
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1 hiivt! hui'ii iiLiMiHotl of copyiHiii in liij^li and low (iimitiT.s, priviilely,
but never iiulilicly. It i.s fiilse. I iiin n<» <f>pyi.Mt.
How could 1 1)0 a copyJHt, \\ lien my works hiivo iippeared in tlu- pre.sH
from Miruniielii to Minnesota? in the papers of Miraiiiielii, St. .lolm,
Toronto, lioudon, Montreal, Canada; lloston, New ^'orU. Stiilwaler and
St.. I'aul, Minn., and sui-ely tlie editors of tliosn journals should he as good
judge.s of lileratureas most of my riitii's, many of whom cannot even read !
I have never copied anything in my life, from any iuithor or poet,
living or dea<l, except an air or a (juotation, hotli of which have ahvay.s
been duly marked and credited. So far am I from lieing a copyist that
my works have received the highest praise from .some of the foremost papers
of New Hrunswiek.
I hope the contents of these |)ages will he found to sustain the high
eulogium passed on nu; by "Progress," that of " (.ne of I lie sublimest
singers of this or any age."'
Moreover I have sung for tlu! whole jieople. There is nothing
sectional in any of my jioems, no ola.ss oi' cr<:ed distinct ion.s, save and
except the impress of my own individuidity. 1
Anything \ ditical, persouiU, or that could oflend the most fastidious
taste luis been rigiilly e- eluded.
Son)(i of the p.iems, however, nuiy seem to need exjdanation, Sonui
readers are .so terril)ly realistic that they want everything to be "true"
as thei/ understand truth. For tht; bcnelit of such I miy say that the
poems, "St. Angela," " ]5ey(Mul the Mars," "("lara (Jowan," " Mollie
Darling," and "The Poet's Dream," have i>) foundation in fact, but are
merely written as an artist will paint a ])i(;t(ne, a sculptor mould a model,
or a novelist write a novel—from fancy and ' for love of the eau.se.' The rest
i>f the poems are re:iiistic enough, the subjects of most of them being nuitters |
of hi.story, local and otherwise. The fact of these poems being mendy
ideal, does not detract from the beauty of the .sentimciils or the sweetness
of the songs, some of which will be found e(jual to anything in the language
equal if not superior to the great originals from m'IucIi the tunes have |
l)een taken. I
With this very modest declaration, 1 take my leave of the publit; for
the present, a.ssuring them that this little volume is oidy a foretaste of the
future, (Jod giving me opportunities for greater usefulness. m
MICHAKL WHKf.AN.
, privtitfly,
ill the prcHS
, St. .loliii,
llwiltt'l' tlllll
1 1)(! as good
, oven ruiul !
or or poet,
ave aUvays
lopyi.st tliaL
iMOHt [japeis
liii llie liigli
i; Hiihliinest
in iiolliing
s, save and
t fastidious
ion. Sonic
1)1! "true"
y that tlic
," " >rollie
ct, but are
iM a niodel,
.' Tiierest
ling matters
[iing iiior»!ly
ic sweetness
le huiguage
tunes liavo
i puhlii; for
taste of the
la.AN.
My Pirst Poem, 1878. In Mcmorlum.
Ml. i'liiiiiuil M.Connaek, Senior, of 15hi<kville, who was almost
a eeiiteiKuiani w iuii hv died.
Fioni tlic l'',ii(i>riild Tsh' l.eyond tlie sea,
Came our ohl friend <m Mirauiiciii,
In the days wiien settlers liere wei'e few,
And all til.' eountry was Imt new ;
.hi.st when tli(! g.eat Kire of ''Pwenty-Hve •
Had .saeritieed so many lives,
And liid waste the hmd in tliat dreadful time,
He euine to ouv shores in his manhood's prime.
From that until the prest'Ht day,
For o\ er lialf a eentury,
'J'hrough gooil fortuut' and adversity,
A resident by the Miranui;lu.
Well nigh unto a hnndred years
Was his term of life in this vale of tears ;
J'.ut his long, long life is o'er at last,
Struggle and strife are gone and past,
Anil now in peace has passed away.
His soul from her alK)de of elay.
(;od rest thy soul, my dear old friend,
Venerable a^id old, peaee was the end.
To a Child Ten Years Old.
Acrostic.
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My dear little fiieud, may life's sun brightly shine,
And life's roses bhiom gaily for thee,
(lod's blessings the dearest, the choicest, be thine,
( iod giiiile tl'ce o'er life's troubled sea ;
in every sense may tiiy jjathway be bright,
\']\i'v free from all'troi'ible au<l full of delight.
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I'OKMS .\M> .S(»N(iS.
The llxile of iVAiramichi.
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liiiicM Mii,i,'gf.stc(| liy ii |i(ii'iii iiilitlcil " Mir;iiiiii'lii."'
( Ail' : •' V.\'\\c <>\ I'liiii "i
'I'd the hoiMi! i>f liis yniitli was tlic Wiuidfr*!!- letiuiiiii;,',
"Twas Idiij^f HiiicK In- stoiiil on that fl^ar iiativt; slunt' ;
111 his liosiiiii 1 ween was a i)as.siniiatc yi'aniiiiL,'
'I'll ;^a:',t! on tlic .s 'ciu'.s <if liis ciiilclhood oiio.' iiioic,
Till! tiicinls ot lii.s lioylidod iif^aiii In- was ^^ici'tiii^',
How ho ar<l(!iilly loiij^cd for tiir hour of their iiu;ctiii;^' I
Anil foniliv in faiirv ai'aiu lie Wiis mcttini;
His ln'Io\cil liy the liiiiiks ot tlic Miraiiiichi.
Ami wIh'I'c is till' one who will lilanic hini for l'i\in^
T/iiif sp!)! whirh to all shouM he draifst of earth?
Let lis honor the true heart that, wearied of ro\iiij^,
lui|ielhHl him to turn to the land of his liiitli.
The land where lay hiiried his fatlier and niotlier,
The dear natis'e land of his sisters and lirotheis,
Why should he not hold it more dear liian all oIIuts,
His dear iiati\'e Miramiehi '.'
Hut, alas I for iiis saiii^uine and fond expeetatioiis,
Nearly all the dear friends llial he fondly supposed
^\duld meet him and j,'reet him with eonj^'raliilations
l^oiig since in the sliunliei' of death had ri.'iiosed !
And little was left him hnl sad reeclleetions
Of the days that were gone, and the hitter rellections
Thill lied were his lio])es and the fondest atl'ectious
Tiial once lillud his young liearl hy the Miramiehi.
V(!.< I of all wliom he loved hut a few are remaining,
All S(!vereil the ties that once hound liini to home;
Of iiope all frustrated ami sorrow com])!ainitig,
Once more he resolves from his ltirtlr]>iace to roam.
How the jiirting word grieved him the exile can tell,
As to home and tin,' friends he, loved fondly and well,
Ho uttered " forever a mournful farewell,
Duar frii'uds and loved Miramiehi."'
To liis fatherland tlie wanderer never rcturnod,
He died in a strange land, from home far awav.
Among strangers, unknown, unhonored, unmourniid.
Unmarked, jterhaps, the lone grave where he lay,
No fiiend of his own, (tiiey had all gone ht^fore liini).
When his spirit had (low n, was tliere to deplore him.
In a strange land, alone, thus I lie cold grave elosed oer him,
Peace to his dust far from Mirainielii.
Nov. ITth, 1S7S.
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I'OK.MS AND SONflS.
James McLauKhlin.
(A Hchiiolniiit.' 'vlm .lied .\\i;;iist, IH7!I, uge«l \:\ years).
The ('ir;it(.i' diiiim-.l tli.' life lit- },"iVO.
Till' piirc soul jiiissfd iiwiiy,
Aiitl a warm yniin<,' linirt in the dark grave
Lies (..Id and still to day 1
lidW siiddcidy tin- deal li-stmkc fell
I 'pull liiut w.iriii y()iiiij;'tlH'ail,
Clo.-Hfd is ii life that pioiiiised ucll
|)\ dentil's iiiispariii;^ dart.
I.illli' lliMiii.'lil \M' wlicii last we iiii'l ,
A shoil iiioiitli since, dear friend,
That we shoiild smni liave to rej,'ret ■
N'uiir lin^^lit life's eaily «'iid !
i.niiL; shall we miss the dear sehoolniate
W'liose sciiiiol days nn\v are o'er,
Lull;,' shall wf moMi'ii his early fate
W'h'iiii we'll iiieel lure no more.
Sadly the time shall pass away,
jjfcause !/nii are not iiere.
And e'en onr nsnal liapjiy j)lay
Will lose niueh of itH cheer.
Then, dear yonn;,' friend, a la.st yoocl bye,
Sweet, j)eaeefnl bo yonr rest.
And may the (,'reen sod lightly lie
U])on your gentle breast.
And may the good (iod grant ns all,
When tliat last honr d 'wa nigh,
The grace to answer Hi.s la t eall,
As well prt'pared to die.
To a Dead Friend, Elizabeth.
Aerostic.
Kntwined by friendship round her name,
[^et these few lines be sa(^red ever,
Jf faults she had that .some might blame,
Zeal for the right outweighed theni ever,
And a.s in death she lies at rest,
15e all • liose minor faults forgiven,
l'',nde,i.. d to all who knew her l)est.
The life die lived, her death, atte.st
Hovr Wfll -he wore a erown in heaven.
1885.
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T'OEMS AXn SUNOS.
The Queen's Jubilee, '87.
" 'I'liiinilers iiKtaning in the (listanci',
Spoctrcis moaning ghastly. ilaikV"
Asks Lonl Tennyson, the |iOft,
Who has h)st his ' vital spark.'
(Ah I no wonder he has lost it,
lie has ))iUi(l it on too thiek.
He lias flattered kings and princes
Till he has hiniselt 'took sick").
There are thunders in the distance,
Noble Alfred, do you hear ''
And do not the distant rumblings
(irate upon your titled ear'/
There are spectres in the darkness,
Take your eyes from off your book,
Hid you of your 'staring starkness,'
Lift your noble eyes and look.
See the spectre of dissension
Stalking through the troubled land,
(.Challenging a world's attention
Though you nuiy not understand.
See you not the livid lightnings
Flash across the murky sky V
Hear yea not, more loud than thunders.
Freedom's ringing battle ory ?
See you not the dread hand-writing
Of grim Vengeance on the wall,
AH snobocracies indicting
And presaging their downfall ?
Then, from all these muttered warnings,
Mark the closing of the day,
During which, the people scorning,
Might has held the Right ar 1)ay.
Mark the opening of the morrow,
When tlie People shall ))rcvial.
Or (he land be steeped in sorrow
When stern Justice lifts her scale.
(!od preserve our tjneen and country
From all llattering fools and knaves,
Who would have the (^lueen a tyrant.
And her noble people slaves.
I'OEMS AND SONGS.
9
Wliilosucli iiiinion.s, ctciveu-hearteil,
Vtnir hiiHC tlattoi'it'M in \wv eat,
Her wroiigod sul)jects loyal-licarted,
<^>utH'n Viotoria caiiUDt lioar.
Faithful millions to her ealliiig
To ifclaiuj them wiiile slie may,
To reiltiom her Kmpiie falling
Throiij^h dissension to decay.
They (i)»peal to Magna Charta,
IJlotted willi ii people's tears,
Who have vainly sougiit for justice
'i'hrough long centui'ies of yeais.
IJlanie her not, our iig«!d sovereign.
For this hurning wrong and shame,
Kather hlame the titled tyrants
Who misgovern in her nana.
Let us hope the sun of justice
Miiy dis|)el t"ie gatlieriug gloom,
Let us pray tiuii gracious lieaven
May aveit the thrcat(!iung doom.
l'ri)vidcui'c'protcct llie people,
From dissension set tlu'Ui free,
l)lc«s oui' aged, lionoiM Sovi'i'eign,
Clown with joy her .ltd>ilee.
Qeorge Washington.
. Acrostic.
(i)d"s own anointed king was he,
hlnthroned in hearts of millions free ;
Of nature's truly royal line,
l^'igned he imleed hy " right divine,'
(ii!orge Washington's immortal name
Kxalts Coluudiia's peerless fame.
While time shall last, age aftt;r age,
.Ml history shall his ])raise jjroclaim.
Soldier, Statesman, Christian, Sage,
He won from heaven his highest fame.
In ndnd, in numnera, niodeac, grave,
None more desired the paths of peace.
Cod to his haii'l the si('j)tre gave,
'I'he Hword, a Nation's life lo save ;
Onr Hero, hravest of the hrave,
Ne'er shall his fame decrease.
.January, 1SS!».
10
roEMS AND S()N{JS.
My Father, died Sept. i6th, '79.
■)
Fur from the (lear oM land that gas-e liim birth,
liuried lie lies in uncongenial eaith,
Willie the liroad At! mtio's restless waves
Roll l)etueen his eradle and his grave.
Karly in life from fatherland exiled,
Never again to see his native isle,
Like iiiillions of her •liildren, doomed to toil,
To live and die far from her saei'ed soil.
0, noble s])irit I Mann and generous heart I
'Tis hard, indeed, from sueli as he to part,
Ne'er shall we look n))on iiis like again,
Who was indeed, one of the best of men.
Farewell, fai'ewell. (lod grant your sjyjrit rest,
Light lie the turf ujioii your honoured bretist,
You go to meet those who liaxe gone before,
To meet and greet them on the sailless shore.
(), reader, grant this one earnest re(|uest,
That yf)U will kindly }>ray for his soul's rest,
And <!od will <^j"ant you faithful friends to Jiray
For your repose M-lien you have passed away.
Music.
To an Organist. )
Hail, gifte<l daugh.er of the art divine I
The glorious art of Music, that retinos
And elevates the iiuman heart and mind,
'I'lie gift of HeiiA'en, how fitly gfven
'J'o spirits such as thine.
" Music iiatli charms to soothe the savage breast,'
'i\) cheer the mind by cruel care distressed,
And even the soul by r»ery sin oppressed
May, for a while, forget her guile.
And taste of lilissful rest.
'Tis said that sufferers on the bed of pain
When listening to the sacred, soothing strain,
Kven if it be, not sacred, but jirofaiie,
Forget their grief, and lind relief
And happiness again.
May the (!f)d of goodness long jirolong thy days
'I'o sound the organ to Ilj.s jinly jtraisV",
And thy sweet voice in sacred .song to raise,
And may He impart unto thy heart
]tis liounteous peace alwavs.
i'oKMS AND S(>N(iS.
11
St. Bridget's at Renous.
I iiin ,^a/.in^' on a )iii'tm'f to my luciuory ovi-i' drar
'i'liat ruiuiiuls me of my IxiylioiMTs l)y-,uono ilays,
That recalls the Klorner 8tni;^',i,'K'« of my maiilioo«r.s later years,
Ami t!ios(! dear ami valmil fiicmls now jjassed away.
'Tis th<! picture of a little cluucli that stands ui)on the hill
And u\y n its chaste renicmhraiice I nuise,
And, as 1 recall the vanisiied past my soul is saiUy thrilled
r,y this liicture of St. I'.riil^'et's at Ucnous.
1 sec its sh'iidcr spire i)ointing up to heaven'.s dome
With the sij,ni of man's jsalvatiou I'uised on iiigli,
licmindingevei'v passer by of his. eternal liou-.e,
Of !iai)})iness and ho])u lieyoud the sky";
Wliat crowded t'ougicgatioiis kn<'lt witliin those .sacred walls
And tilled to ovcrllowing all the |)ews,
What sunny, smiling Sal)l)atli days fond memory lecalLs
At St. Ihidget's little chapel at Pvenous '.
T see the ])ure white altar with its dim, religious liglit.
Where the .--acritice was (.tlei'ed xq) to (iod.
Where the ])iclures paint the stoiy of our Saviour's saered life
And the weary way to Calvary He trod.
Tfow He, the man of^Sori'ows, held this world as merely dro.ss
And taught mankind a better world to choose,
'I'iie last great lesson of His life His death upon the eruas —
Wore taught us in St. liridget's at Renoiis.
llehold the little graveyard whei'e repose the houor'd dead
l)eneath those mauy'tomlisloiics tall and white
Tint .stand like silent sentinels above each narrow bed
To remind us that their souls have taken llight ;
I'jion those niarlde monuments that tell us wiiere they lie.
Our friends beloved names we may peruse,
And breathe the passing tribute of a i)rayer and a sigh
For those dear, deiiartci' spirits of Heu'Uis.
U))oii another enanence tlu; pre.sliytery stands,
While ))eneat!i, beside the wayside is the scho.d
\V here the iciachers law of love controlled the Mild and waywanl band
Who l>owed liencath her strict liut gentle rule ;
in life's rough school its vast and varied lessons we may learn
Where dullness and delay are not excused,
]>ut we'll ne'er forget the lessons that in childhood we have learned
'Ncalh tlie shad<)W of St. Bridget's at Renoiis.
Itoll on, thou rushiiiL' river, with thy wild and to.ssing tide,
Dear is thy muriiiuring miisi'; unto me.
Sing on thy song of recpiieiii for tho.sc who sleeji beside
\\'ho often sang these joyous songs to thee I
The skeptic and tiie critic, too, may scuiiV at me and jeer
And their tribute to religion may refuse,
Ihit my lieart shall ever ciieiish as a sacred Souvenir
'i'hi.s' picture of St. I'.ridget 's at Henous. INSK.
12
roEMs AXD sorCiS.
Wee Queen Haggie !" -deceased.
Acrostic.
Miig^'i(!, iui;!;cl Itrij^ht in Hcii.ven,
Aiigcli(; wert tlioii on earth,
<Jloriou.s form to llicc wert given,
(ientlcr, fairer ne'er hail hirth.
In life's morn death closed thine eyes,
Karly faded parents' pri/i'.
Wiien tiie cold giave closed al)ove thee.
Happiness seenn.'d to say farewell,
Kyen more tiian life tliey loved thee,
Life they loved not halt so well,
Ah ! may they to glory rise
Near their saint in paradise !
The Pope's Jubilee, 'SjT
Lion of the frdd of Jiulali !
Leo, proi)het, priest and king,
\'icar of the King of heave?i.
From whose lips His mandates ring.
Chief pastor of the church unchanging,
Keeper of the heavenly keys.
' I'iljt of tlie baniiie of Teter '
O'er the world's tempestuous seas.
Many hands have t lasped the helm
Of this oright and gallant Barque,
Many stoiins have raged around it
In the l)ygone ages dark.
But this nol)le Barque still bounding
.Swee])s the stormy waves of Time,
And her Captain's voice, still sounding,
Speaks the words of truth sublime.
Many sliips of state have perished
On destruction's rocks obscure.
But the sliij) of Jesus saileth
Foi' the poit of Heaven sure.
Many thrones have risen, fallen.
Many sceptres passed away,
But the Rock-huilt tin-one, still standeth,
-l.'eter's sceptre holdeth sway.
Many Hags of many nations
In defeat have h)ng been furled.
But the church's cross-crowned bannel
Fh)ats aloft o'er all the world.
LST!).
IMJEMS AND SONCJS.
18
To My Brother, '83.
1870.
With llif ;inl«l«'ii ixii voii 1,'iivi' iiic IMC we |)fiitt'<l 111 tlif tiaiii
As a t(iktir<.f allfi'tioi'i, (lli<.uj:li tlif toU.'ii j^'iivc lur piiiO.
Do I pun tlinHt; liiKSH unto ymi, Idotlicf in tin: distant \\\'st,
Wliilt; the wintry stars lue shining, ere 1 lay me down to rest.
'i'hen liere'.s to you dear hrothrr .lames wliei'cvei' yon may go,
All to increase "your liajJiiini'ss may choicfsl. lilessings tlow.
May every joy ha yours my boy tliat heaven has in store.
If I wished' from now till next July I eould not wish you more.
Hei'c's to you a meiiy Cluistmas and a liappy, glad Xew ^ ear,
With hogsheads of .lamaiea rum and l(jts of " lagei l)eer, '
V(m "shust be'c your Uoddom toUai" you'll hurrah for L'nele Sam,^
While the Kagle he will lioUer you "can siidv me and be tam'd."
Here's the memory of (leorge Washington who ehipped tliat
eherrv tree,
T.ikewise of"" Mussa Linkum"' who set de darkies free,
Tiie Father of his country and her tried and trusted son,
The former was too grave to lie, the latter Vwi\/<>r fini !
Tlen^'s to old Uii.'Ie Sam, himself, who ever fondly dreams
Of making lots of l)ooiUe whate'ei' the Kagle screams :
" LiUeity !" the Kagle critts, " liard cash" cries L'nele Sam,
" J or lilKirty to starve, my bird, is all a cussed sham."
Here's to tiiat noble liunter lad, I'll call him " Uutllo Bill,"
And all the other fellows, their names a volume fill,
'riieMiranuchines and the Yankee boys, tiie b()ndmen and the free,
The renegades wiio ran away from dear old Miramichi.
So now dear " Vim" I'll finish my " rayther'' conuc rhyme,
Tl\e hour is far past midnight, " dear krows" it's nearly time.
My golden pen i will lav down, I'll say " good arternoon,"^^
For I must be up this evening, by " the rising of the nicxm.''
To a Deceased Friend, Hary.
Acrostic.
May Heaven's i|ueen, whose name you hear.
And whom youve oft invoked m ])rayer.
Receive, wli^ere all is pure and blest,
Your soul to everlasting rest, Mary.
1S83.
Pius the Ninth. (Acrostic.)
Prophet and I'riest and Deputy of Heaven,
Hlustrioua for tiiy life and lengthy reign,
Unnumbered years of life to thee lie given,
Soon l)e thv own restored to thee again.
14
I'OKMS AM) S(»N'(4S.
The Sorrows of Hary.
I fail, iTOwiiod (j)m!»!ii of Sorrow, so lovin;^', ho puns
\\'liiit iin^^iii.sli of Hj)iii( you liuil to oiidurc,
Wlicni fir.st in the Ttniiplc wiDi Jc;.sii.s yon stood,
W'licii llo\V('(l J'oi' iiiaiilviiid I lie tii'st dro|)s of llin I'.lood.
Tliou SiiiKMin the lioly, your sorrows foretold, —
How a sliarp sword of sorrow .sliould euloi' your nouI ;
W'licii far into K^'ypt with .Icsns yon lied
Till Herod, the slayer of eliildri'ii, was dead.
And win II in tin^ Tenijih; you lost your souTs joy,
Tlie Teacher of teaeherti, "t hi-.t heautifid I'.oy
On whose poeihiss foreluuul divinity shone,'
0, .Mother, what grief to have loxl aarh a Son 1
A^'ain, when y(.u met Ifiui on ('alvary'.s way,
(), who, dearest Motlier, your sorrows can say'.'
'I'lie wounds of Kis si^ourging, Uie tiiorns' cruel dart
(iave an answering pang to your virginal heart.
When nailed to tlie cross and exalted on higli.
Thy Jesus, tlic just One, did languisli and die.
Thy soul seemed to pass with His spiiit away,
'I'hy sad heart was rent on tliat sorro-.ful day.
W lu n tlie spear jiierced His side whal ^ sword jn'ercei
O, Motluir of s<n'rows, who e(nild tiiee console ?
None, none hut the Father of mercy ahove,
Could eond'orl His Mary, His l)eauliful dove !
When Jesus was laid in the dark, silent tond).
Thy sun light was darkened, thy sun set in gloom ;
O, Motiiei' of .Ifsus, of mourners the chief,
J»y thy numherlcss soi'rows sustain us in grief.
d tiiv soul
Hy Birthday, April 27th, '58.
This is the day that I was burn,
.A sweet and smiling April nioi'ii,
(Jod grant my life may he lil.c this
\n sweet, in secret, silent liliss
T.) serve Him as He lists, with lo\e
On earlli Iiclo.v, in he, inch ahovc.
April 27th, IS!L>.
I'OKMS AND SoNCS.
My Epitaph.
>(>il.
Acroslir.
My lioart Ikih always Ioh^'imI fur tiutli.
I always ln\c(l tlio ^'cxnl ami tint' ;
( 'liililiin(i(rH (lays and my lost youlli
lla\i' |ia>s('il l)cf()i'(! my sadtU-iicil vii'W,
Ami 1 am imt what I would lie,
I'lacli passiiii,' day ami year liiids mo
Loiigii'.j^f tn lie and do what 1 slionld lie and do.
Wlieio virtue reigned llieic I revered,
Her l)oautcou.s face to uie ondcare<l,
l''/en when I went myself astray,
I.ovfid 1 relij^ifins i)less(:d ray.
And liiose who "lound lier altars stood
Ne'er seemed tu me aught else hut good.
(iod's (lifts.
ed tiiv soul
'iod's gifts are eaeli man's dower,
His life is not his own,
Lives not hy his own power,
And lives he noi alone.
I)y (lo.r.s grare preach the pastors,
( iod s songs tlie poet .-'ings,
(iod's genius lights tlie masters
( iod's music only lingf;.
(iod's music sounds in lieaveii,
Mis music trills on earth,
To every cieature given.
His life, his joy, iiis mirth.
And though it he corrupted
]'>y sinful man's conceit.
It still is heaven's music
And shall he niailc com[»lete.
IJy (iod the s])eal<er s])eaketh,
JJy ( iod the singer sings,
l?y (iod (he ])oor and heggar
Reign on the throne of kings.
Autograph Album Verse.
'I'he ilearest wish I have for ymi
That any ean address yon,
It is comprised in tluiso dear words :
.May (iod tiie blessed One bless you.
1(>
I'OK.MS AND S()N(JS.
Father Morrlssy.
A ('lIUISTMAS (iHKKTIM! I SS') - A<ltuSTI( '.
Kutlu!!' to tlie sick and iicetly, friend iiliku to ricli and poor,
All lind clit'urful, gencioii.s welnonie at your lionpitalUe door.
Tlu! gnititudf of all tlio pooj)!*; truly have you won,
lli'avi'ii blesH you for tlu; noMo work of nuncy you have done I
Kvory heart has known youi' kindness, well may those you have lolievcd
Raise theii' hands on high to bless you for tlu; good they iiave reeeived.
We may hoast our nolde I'riesthood, we nuiy ;)oiut with honest piide,
In chaste, Christian exultations, to our Pastors trut; and tried.
Loving (Jod first, holding His " well done"' all other |)raise alxtvc;.
Loving those entrusted to their eare for His most ))lessed love.
In sunshine or in storm, in summer's heat or winter's eold.
At all hours, in all seasons, oft througii suH'erings untold,
^Mijiintciing unto His cliildren in and out the Church's fold.
Many are the grate'ful ]u;arts that fondly for your welfare pniy,
(), how kindly they salute you on this blessed ( hristnuis Day !
Reverently arountl youi honored luime this tribute I entwine,
Receive, dear, Reverend Father, this poor oli'ering of na.ie.
If heart or Itrain or hand could frame aught wortliy. Sir, of you,
Surely shouhl I render honor to whom honor's richly due.
Christmas greeting Renous sends yim 1 pray we all i hat you may see
Years on years of ministration by the noble Mirandehi.
Father Egan.
LINKS srcCKSTKl) ItV A I'HOTO OK THK VKNKTlMUiK KATHKU K«!AN.
WRITTKN Al'lirsT, 1SS(). UK DIKO SKIT., 1887.
Venerated priest of (lod, hail ! patriarchal one.
Esteemed, l)eloved thioughout tiie hind, your work is nearly dope ;
Revered where virtue is revered, renovvneil for manly grace,
Your splendid record illustrates tiie virtues of i race.
Royal Krin's gifted son, whose giand, historic s()d
Knshrines the eonseci'ated dust of coiuitless saints of <lod,
Vowed you your lifetiu:e early to the service of tlie Lord
Entering the holy Priesthood, going forth to preach His Word,
Relinciuishing the dear liome ties, you left your native laiul
En. barking on the ocean, bound for our western strand.
Never to see again, perchance, that sainted, sea-girt isle,
Devoted to the care of souls, a willing, free exile.
Faithful hearts ,vere heie before you on this wild and foreign i-horo
An hundred thousand welcomes to accord you o'er and o'ei',
They, like you, had left tiu'ii' c(mntry, coming o'er the (Miean wave,
Here in these ju-imeval forests to found homes and find tluur graves,
Enduring all the hardshijjs of the early pioneer,
ftewarded by the blessings of their " Soggartlv' ever dear.
I'oKMS AND SON(iS.
17
e !
Iiiivc roliovcd
•(! ioi;eive<l.
lOHt priilc,
alxtvci,
ve.
i'a\-,
11'.
you,
may soo
II KdA.V.
V <loiH' ;
MisHioiiaiy to (nir fatlii'is, ni(».st of whom an- now no moi<',- -
III tin; peart; of {itn\ tlieyio .slt'eiiiiij,', K-t us hojie, for livcniioic
CluMislu'il link tliat fom'lly liinds xw to the (li-ad and vanisliftl I'ast.
IliMVcn Htill lia-N 'I'ft vou \o us, yoii, tlu; ^;n;att.'st and llio last !
All. may Ht'avon stiU |)i(!Ht'ivt' yon, .s[»art! yon to a people's tears,
Kndearttd liy ties most holy, full of lionois, full of years.
Long to sojourn hero among us, Father whom all hearts revere.
I'lvur halhtwed art; the iiKMiiories of your eonfrert!S gone l>ef(»re,
dorions hosi of saintly wnkers in the toilsome days of yore,
And so shall you in lieliedielion )h. reinonihere<l day l)y day,
Nanieil as now with veneration when you shall have [Kissed away.
)r(l
gn .shore
n wave,
ir grave.s,
Three Pictures of Stillwater.
" Look lirst upon this picture and then upon thiit."
L
(As it was)
Hail, Stillwater, city of liluH's
l>y the stagnant liake ISt. (Jroix,
Hail. Stillwater, eity of toughs.
From the graylieaid to the l)oy ;
Yon laugh at Miramichi,
(), eity of saloons.
But your own faults Jtannot .see,
0,"ht)me of the ))Ioated huH'oon,
Youthful in years, (though ohl in mime,
IWit young in fair Wisdom's way,
You're; away hehinil the times
And hastening to deeay !
Arise from your sluggard's sleep,
(), eity of whiskey ami deht,
Or you'll awake xnvw day to weep
With a hitter hut vain regret.
(As it is.) II.
ILiil, Stillwater, heantifnl eity
By the hcautiful Lake St. (Jroix.
Your sons are generouw and gritty.
Your daughters a .song of joy I
Hail, Stillwater, eity of steeples
'I'liat i)oint up to Heaven's Line dome,
U(;uuiidiiig your various peoples
Of their eternal home.
Yon are young in years and in crime.
Hut old in fair W iisdctni's way,
Y(ju are marehing abreast of the timi'
And surely shall carry the swaj'.
You're awake and you're watching too,
And you're gtitting fast out of debt,
To yonr.self, Stillwater, be true
And vou mav be an Athens vet.
Jtilly Sli(il:i s^ii iii'i ,
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I'OEMS AND SONfiS.
(As 1 liopo it will 1)0.) Hi.
Hail ! Stillwuter, liappy mid giisiit,
Hy liicldvi'ly i^akf St. Croix,
Ifiii'l : (.Mictjii <")»' tli(^ Noitli Star «lati',*
111 yoiii' yl'iiy tiici'ts'H no alloy.
Hail I (.'ity of j^'ulijcii doiiics
That ^iow ill till' iiouiiilay siiu,
Hail I liappy ami [)^l)^^p^!^)ll» homos,
'I'Ik' victory you ha\t' won !
N'ou have i;aiii.slii!<l the caiiNe of t rime,
Tilt! j^ilili'il Itut (iodlcs.s .saloon,
Voii are far in advance of your time.
Von have j^isen your atiito a hoom,
Your cliildron are happy and healthy,
Vour si^hools are fir.st in the land,
■^'our people are .soher and wealthy,
And your eiuzon.s all cla.sp hands,
For <Jod, for country, for home,
Kor lilicrty, onlci' and l.iw,
Comes exile from Mimiepaull come,
See tluM city withuut a tlaw.
Stillwater, July --Villi, 1H!M».
* MimiL'sota is callfd thi: " Nortli .Star Stutc.''
t " Miniici)..ul," ihe jdoposwl iiaini; for the suppostii iiiiitcd cities o(
,Miiiiu'in»oli8aiiil 8t. I'lml.
M. \V.
John Murdock. (Died '91.)
O'er him in his life's liright hloom.
In his manhood's morninj,',
(Gallic the dark, the dreary j,doom.
Closed the cold, the silent tonih,
Came the hour of mourning.
Although his life was very hi'ief
It was bright with fairest promi.se.
And we mourn with deepest grief
For the loved friend taken from us.
Still, vve know full well thai he
Now so lowly lying
From life's cruel ciuea is free
And would not have us sighing.
But woidd have said in dying : -
Weep you not for me."
I'areiits, hi'otheia, sisters gone.
They liave beckoned him to conic
To his rest beside tlieni ;
He who feared not death's dark fr(jwn,
(iently, sadly lay liim down
In the eold but kindly ground.
In the grave heside them,
I'OKMS AND S(>N(}S.
in
(ioU in Mature.
M. \V.
"
W'li.it Miistcf iiiiinl cMiircivcil its ulim ''
And ;,'avi' this Wnll'llnlis Wcillil In iiiiui ';
For iiiHtloIs ti'll u« tlicif is iiu (iid.
'I'liat iiiiinl i.s inatli'i', .iml man n iloil,
N'l) lUMfr Iinr It'M.S tllilll till' .SCIIM'ICSS SUll I
r>iit it' iiiiml i.M iiuittt'i' and inaii no nmif,
III \aiii is liis L,'i'iiiiis. in \aiii iiis l<nc,
111 vain t lie univfisi' In- csitlni cs,
In vain liis suiil tu tiic snliliint' soars.
In vain is reliction, tlial law nf Invc,
[<a\v, liln'i'ty, just ire, st.ind icpi nvcd.
And lift' is a li". wit li ii" ' ind almvr I
Hut wlu'ii tlit'v ai giic " nil • ;nd nil lii^ii, "
'{"lie world arunnd us mnfiiU's t lii; lie,
For wt: .sec tlie Wiiiv of an Intiuitc Hand
On oai'tii, in lioavt'ii, 1)\ sea and land.
The Hun, tin- moon and tiic stniiy sky.
'i'liis U'l'inin^' eai'tli that dt'li<,dits our ryes,
Tlie tliinisands of KJccts on whii'li snc looj;
Arn tlie open pages of Nature's liook,
From wlii<;h lie who runs may easily read
The evideiiee of llie eiiristiaii rreed.
The varied xoiees that ;^reet our ears.
The inatehh'ss melody of the spheres.
The .storms' wild r.ige and the thunders' roll,
(The lij^dilning llashiu;,' fri;:.i poh' to pole,)
The torrent's roar ami the .'iyhin;;; !iiee:'.e, •"*^y ^
The winds low murmur ai!M)>>;^ the (ie.es, ' "
The sweet sail sonj^ of tiie dyiui; years,
All nature'.s iiuisie, her siglis and lear.'i*;' '
The liyiiin of her liar]! as it jn'oudly riu,!;.^
\\'hen the wild winds sweep o'e: its i aunties.-; strings,
The great, glad .song that I'le si'asoiis .sing
A.s seed-time and harvest ll.ey joyfully luing,
All speak of heaven and heaven's King.
.And man him.self, wiio is lord of all, *
Feels the deathless spirit within him rail
For a lietter life and a l)iiglitei day,
'J'han he even eould dream of were he iiut i la\,
The good man's hope and the wreteh's fear
When life is closing and death is near.
The still, sweet \oiee to the soul so dear.
All tlie.se things \vhis[»er us "(Jod is i;ei(, "
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I'nllMS AND S(>\<;s.
Sir John Macdcnald, '<>■.
Dt'iul with liJH liiiiiicNN (III liiii,
Tlic j^idliinl, (lit- ^iiuil ^.ii .loliii,
'I'lu' ;,'iJiiiil iilil iiiiiii, till- .slidi'simm
Koilli to liJM rest lias g<iii<; I
TIk! fatlit!!' of liiM (xmiitry,
Old Scotlainl's iiolilc Hoii,
Has fought tli(! j^iMxl tij^lit,
Jlas liiii.sli('(| liis cnui'Mi'
Willi his work most imMy thnw.
Hi8 country niouriiH lu-r lior<»
('niwiictl with li(tiiiii's ami years,
Mcuriis tor till' mighty (Jhii-'flaia
Dead 'mitl a Topics Icais.
Canada mourns t lie stntOHman
W'lio gave iit-r union and nam",
Who lifliMl lu!r up among nut ions
And crowniid her with lasting fame.
Our i.'iti/.ens mourn t'oi' a father
IicIovimI liy ti ii'iid and to(>,
\\'hi)S( noni'sl l«;ars ln'di:\v llu! Itior
Of the leader lying low.
<), Canada, honor your hero.
And mourning Irihutes l>ring,
And amid tin- gloom strew his hoiu)red tonih,
The toinb (»f your uncrowned king.
r\y Uncl<i, John Kaary.
(Dieil lit liu::j .r, U. S., of brain fever, many years ago.)
From the rock-bound coast of the State of Maine, where Atlantii
billows roll,
To the coast of California, to Paeifn sands of gold.
From the flowei-y land of Florida to Arctic ice and snow,
From the fertile fields of Canada to the (!ulf of Mexico,
Where the Missisaip])i"s mighty-tide sweeps onward to the sea.
They have founded homes and fouiul their graves the sons u;
Miraniichi.
I sing of one who left his home his fortuiu^s to pursue,
lint to the land he left behind his heart was e\ er true,
Upon his hfindsome, boyish face the beauteous bloom of youth,
And in his deal- and kimlly eyes the look of hou(ist tiuth,
His smile was sweet as a sunny morn, his laugli was gay and free,
He was l)eloved by all his friends, this man from Miraniichi.
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I
I'OLM.s AND S(JN(JS.
21
1 ago. )
kvhcrc Atlanti'
lie sea,
-the Hons (li
youth,
h,
r and fi'uu,
ichi.
|?iit f«'Vi'r fell iiBi ',h;it hnld form niid lili;,'lilcil its luiyht liloinn,
Ami IH'W the v"' ii-^x "' ''"' ^'i'*' "t Miiiiic''.'! "» -* "i i In- rar l\ J"iii'i ;
Kill' fi'oiii liJM own itfiir iiiitivc land lie laid him dnwn tn die,
On a <'iiiirh piipaiid l»v --tian;.'!'! hands he hiratlu'd iiis hiirwdl si^ih,
His dvMi:,' tliMiii,'hls wrrc with thai ImnK' his eyes no m<iii' sluinM scf,
llnwii l.y tin wile' Atlaiitir Iciiim, in tac ntl Miiamiilii.
N" fathiT sat licsidf his hcd to sot'tin dcallTs dai U liown,
N'li mot h'.'i' Nixit III' I Ins arhiii;^' head m' smmil hid his |iillii\v din> n,
No hi'othi'i' raii;^dil his dyin;^' Hi;,'li or heard (hi- words he .laid.
No MJHter MtoDil with tcat'-dininM'd eye o'er this beloved dead,
Ihif friends theri; Nveie heside hi.s hi'd as fond as friend.s ronid he
Who wept hi.s passiny spirits lli;^'ht into ctrrnily.
'Phe soft ^ree'i yriiss of that friendly soil now shields hislmnnie hi'ciist,
.\nd the ilowi'rs of that loscly land adorn his plart; of rest,
The winds of heaven softly si;,di ahovt- his peai'efnl ;,'rave.
While thi! V.iidxee Hag, (he stars and stripes above his tomb shall
wa\ e,
.Inst as the union jacU may wave its foMs so fail' and fret-
AboV(! some Liallaiit ^'llld^t•e■H grave in dear old Mirainii;hi.
August, IS'll.
Pariiell. '91.
l,o\\ liis t lie miLiiity chief,
l'oi;.'nant is I'liio'.^ ;^rief
Monrning tor I'arni'll ilishonor'd and drad !
Mourning her double loss,
( 'la.Nping her I'ruel rross *
( 'losi' to 1 hi' breast that for- ages hath liled,
W'eariirg In'r' I horny riowu,
liending irr sorrow ilow ri
To wi'-p her' tiars of dicn grief o'er' Iris gr'ave.
Placing a floral wiual h
O'er- his fornr eold in death
Wiio to her ser'vice his gr'eat genirrs gave.
lie who is stricken down
Placed on her' Iniad a i-rown,
Strrrek from her limbs many shaekle.s ai'd chains,
Uut with a ti'aitoi'"s ait
Pierced lie hei' j^entle hitart,
Staining hei' white bi'ow witii sor'iow and slianie.
Still, wit ir a irrot hci'"s love,
Weeping his gr'ave above.
She .shall I'eiiiembor the good he has done.
She ."hall forgive him ill,
Viewing the .sable pall
Shrouding the form and fame of hci son.
■POP
22
I'UEMS AND SONGS.
Liberty.
" (>, Liljiitv, wiiiit ciimus luu uominilted in tliy imiiic. '
—M. h'o'tnid.
" I'lio lnn;Hts, with tliuii iiiyiiad tdUgties, shouted of Liberty.
~Lo)ii//( '/ill''.
(), Lil)crtv 1 (liiil L-iven liylit
First liestowed on the Aiij^'cls of Hciivim,
\\'hei'i; Lucifer lost thy Idest light
J5y tl)e i)iide of his soid <uid wiis driven
Fi'oio the lirighlMi.'ss of heaven to hell,
An iiii;,'el no longer, nor tree,
Fioni light umIo darkness he fell
IJeeiuise lie liad sinned against thee,
( ), Imaiit iful i-iherty.
. 'i'lien ( l<jd i.:tnl fmni hcaxeu U> earth
'J"he lieaiitifid godduss of J^'reedoni,
W'iien humanity iirst had its birth
In the beautiful bowers of lOden ;
l>ut Adam t lansgrebsed (Jods eoiunumds
And alf of the fruit of tlie tree,
Hence Adam from Kdtn was liaim'd
lie(;ause he had sinned against thee
(.). l)eautiful Lilieitv.
J'
'I
il
W
A
A
)r .b'iiovah ihid meted the bounds
lat l''ri'edi(m itself may not i)iisa,
e had girded Creation around
ith I lis itower inlinitely vast,
nd lii; said to the angt'ls alxive,
nd lepeated to mankind below ; —
" In a certain bright spheie you may move,
*' Ibit furtiier you may not go, —
" Obey and 'a: blessed by My love,
" iiebel and i)e cursed with My woe I"
(), Lib(!rly '. gilt of a ( lod.
The moral is (;lcar and strong ;
'J'hat Liberty is not a license
And man has no right to do wrong.
For the Master hath meted the bounds
That angel or nuui nuiy not pass,
lie lias girded the I'niverse 'round
Jle hatii foinied the suuiU blade of grass.
Therefoii', no special pleader jior tiiinker
Can nudce that winch is wrong appear right,
And neitiuM' rumseller nor drinker
.Shall l)e blest witl'. sweet Liberty's light ;
JMir an intinite Being has measured
The linuts that law nuiy not j)ass,
And nil human i)ower can give license
To sell the forbidden glass.
Nov. LSJU
POEMS ANT) SON(iS.
The Dead Prince.
2n
I/, lioluml.
berty.
Loiiiif('/oii\
m
" Darkiioss tluil comet li oii; inoni luitli llcl.
I'xMi^hs that uitlicr cic tViiits arc siicd,
Dcatii Lulls iuslj.ul of a l)ri(lars pLMliujzs," />. /'■ MrUortlnj.
(), T^ifc wlial is tliy glitlci iii^' g"l<li
What is thy pomp oi' palace splendid,
Too soon thy lleeliny lale is told,
Too soon thy titful dicam is iiidcd.
'I'he hand of de.ii h strikes hii^di and low,
In every rank and every station,
'I'he slave must feel the faial lilow
Ami so nutst. hauj,dity hi'ads of nations.
The peasant in his hmnlile cot .
The pi'ince within his'splcndid palace ; -
It illustrates mans couminn lot,
For all must drink this hitler chalii.'c.
One eonnnon fate awaits us all.
The hearts of each and all are human,
Life's shadows o'er the pathways fall
Of every man and e\i'ry woman.
The human heart with woe will thrill
In breast of princess as of peasant,
Ori'ii death lurks o"i;r our pathway still,
A spectre with us evei' piesent.
Jiut, death, you cannot kill true love
That spirit like the soul, iunnorlal,
Horn in the blesscil realms aliov f.
O, (U^ath ! you dare not cross HkiI portiil.
O, love, that lights the lowly cot
And warn)s the heart in lofty ])alace,
Like giief, yon seek the soul unsought
And rob tl\e heart of half its malice.
We mourn with this fair pi'incess May,
Old Kngland's lovely mourning daughter,
The grief that rends her heart today
Is shared by hearts beyond tlu; waters.
Nov. ISJII
Ibit dry your tears fair jjrinccs-; May.
And cease to mourn great l-'aiglisli nation,
Your (U'oss may poii''. a better vay
The erown is won b> tribulation.
Feb., im-x.
24 POEMS AND S0NG8.
In Memoriam— Davis P; and D. Palmer Ho've.
" Our oDi.ntry, where is it '! — wlicrc the wild plav
Of tiiu sc'ii wakens iip from its dreuiiiing the day,
Where the sun on swift pinion arises to greet
Tiie fretful Atlantic that foams at his feet ;
On, on amid visions that thrill with delight
'J'ill tlie peerless I'aeifio unfolds to our siglit.'"
-J). Palmer Ilovt,
A deal' old mail of tlie ihuirjjld days,
Tlie genial and generous Davis I'. Houi;.
Tlic kindly U'an of eoeentric ways,
Lies low at last, the turf on hi.s brow.
iJnt h;i' k through the n)i.sts of the vanished years
That kindly face with its snule shall come,
And call uj) in meniory's eyes tlie tears
For the vanished hand and the lips now dumb.
I never knew him but by his fame
As ii writer, editor, teacher true,
As a household word that familiar name,
,\s liousehold words were those writings too,
But Miorethan a word is that son's bright fame.
Who .sang some of Canada's sweetest songs,
D. I'aluier Howe from his ','otintry claims
A cuown, a wreath to that brow Vtelongs.
0, Canada, land of the lake and stream.
Of llie lield and forest, of frost and snow.
Of tlu; genial spring, when tlie poets dream.
Of the gleaming summer and autumn's ulow.
O, land where the storm in splendor breaks,
Niagara's catai'act wildly roars,
Of tlie mighty mountains and misty lakes.
Three oceans sweeping around thy shores.
^VIlat have you done for the dear', dead bards?
Small meed ui praise have your singers won.
They have soared and sung, like the sweet wild Itirds
And drooped 'and died wlieii their songs were done.
Ail still and silent the eUxjuent tongue,
And the glorious muse of the great Mctieo,
Wliose genius a glory around thee Hung,
And spread thy sceptn; from sea to sea.
I5ut Cod shall remember the glorious song,
He ^hall reward the brave duty done.
He shall ])laee the crown where it best belongs
And give th(! guerdon most gloriously won.
Ju
m.
m
1-OEMS AND SONGS.
2o
ve.
•:r IIonx.
Dear, Invely lu'id of tlie niriple lenf,
Of tlio rosy iipplo iiinl tlic, golden slieaf,
'I'lioii art yoiiiiLr i" years and tliy history hrit-f,
I«ut tilt <lay will conic when thou .shall lie chief,
When tilt! nations arountl V-.iW all howcH in grief
Shall lieai' thy lotid " hazza I''
When thy .sons sl'iall lie heard and thy .songs shall he sung,
]'.en(;ath the woi'ld's banners where\er (lung.
Thy .songster.s shall sing and tiiy wild harp he strung,
To the tune of " My Canatla."
June, iSO.'i.
MiCIIAKI, WllKI.AN'.
Cardinal Manning. '92,
ird.s
done.
"So when i gieat man die.'<,
l''oi' years Iteyond our ken,
The liglit he leaves hehind him lies
Upon the paths of n)a\."—Lon(if(//uir.
(), brilliant light that brightly shone
In ehureh and state, O, stately stai',
O, beacon light, thy gleam is gone.
That kindly liglit that shone afar.
0, priest of Ood, who.se lovely life
A holv lu.stre o'ei' thee threw,
\\ lio stilled the storm, who calmed the .strife
That from dissensions grew,
O, sj)iiit rare and tried and true.
O, bishop of the ])iinoely .soul.
Whose sym])athie.s no limits knew.
Who loved all men from pole to i»olc,
Christian or I'agan, Turk or Jew.
(), statesman, greater than the great
Who guide the Kmpire's mighty fate
Ot hold its banners high,
Lost ])illar of the chuicii and state
Thy fame shall never die '.
That fume is in the; church of (!od.
The thorny ])ath this martyr trod
la strewn witli roses now.
His feet with bles.sed jjcace are shod
And glory lights his brow.
I
POEMS AND SoNGS.
The Dear Little Daisy.
I
(Air. " The dear little Sliium-ock.")
There's a dear little flower that blooms in our land,
'Twiis tlie Ahnighty Himself sure tliat sent it,
It spread like a smile from >fis intinite hand,
And with dew from liigli heaven ife M'et it,
It grows in the mea<lows and valleys of our land
And we eall it the dear little daisy of Flowurland,
'I'lie dear little daisy, the sweet little daisy,
The dear little, sweet little daisy of Flowerland.
Like a beautiful virgin it blooms in tl'e fields,
'Mid the bultereups and t!ie sweet clover,
To none shall the daisy in loveliness yield.
For l)eauty 'tis famed the world over.
And it grows, etc.
With it!-; heart of soft gold and its petals of snow,
Like a (irown all our liillsifles a<lorning,
It is ealled the " day's eye," foi', as everyone knows,
It ojjens its sweet e^xs in the morning.
And it grows, ete.
Sweet Newcastle Shore.
Farewell S(»ng to Philip Cox, Esq., A. B., ]}. Scienec, iSfVi.
Farewell, farewell ! 'tis hard to part with one we loved so well.
Who twined him.self about our hearts while he with us did dwell.
He goes to friends and faces dear where he has been before.
But he will not forget us here on sweet Newcastle 8lif»re,
He was a man of noble mood, \ 'lo well fulfilled his part.
Who loved to sow the secils of good in every hunum heart,
Hf)W much we miss his kindly face whom we nu^et here no moro.
Another teacher takes his place on sweet Newcastle shore.
Hew swiftly speed the passing years ! we all have older grown.
Those vanished days recalled with tears have all too swiftly flown,
Those happy hours we'll not forget tliough they return no more.
In spii-it they are with us yet on swtset Newcastle shore.
The kindly Address to him read, endorsed by one and all,
The loving words, so kindly said, shall hold his heart in thrall.
And all that could sweet solace lend to a heart with .sorrow sore.
He owes to yor, his faithful friends, on sweet Newcastle shore.
May flod bless thee, my Miramiclii, now and for evermore,
And on thy -sons and daughters fair His choicest l)lessings pour ;
This farewell song I'll not prolong, I'll add but one word more,
(iod bless the dear ones fai' awav from sweet Newcastle shore.
POEMS \SD SoNGS.
27
June.
All N'iitiii'f; .seems in lune,
ill ItJiify, lovely .Tune,
Aiid liiiinioni/es with the heart of man,
Singini,' Itinls and humming hees
On the hlosHoni, in the trees.
Are making all tiie melody tlmy ean.
IS9±
m
m
(), f)ur sfuds are iilhd with song,
A> June walks witli joy ahuig
And efowns tlic; creation with bhjom ;
'i'he Howe.is of sweet May
Have liad their hrilliantday
And are followeil \>y the roses of .June.
■j'liis sweet month is set apart
'I'o the Saviour's Sacred Heart,
Thou'dv all the months and vears arc His own
To His Sacred Heart most dear,
Hwcetest month of all the year.
Crowned with roses duno sits upon her throne.
Her mornings' lirilliuut ray
Hath already i)assed away,
And is hastening to its perfect noon ;
Ah, we cannot let you pass
Like a snule across tlie grass.
Without a salutation, sweetest June.
All too soon you will depart,
duiU', the joy^)f every iieart.
And leave all our sjjirits out of tune ;
When you go we'll say "good l)ye,"
With a murmur and a sigh.
Hut we'll meet you in a year, gentle dune.
Placing leaves upon the trees,
Bringing flowerets to the bees.
And giving to the roses rich i)erfume ;
Ah, thank Cod you'll come again
Witli the sutishine and the rain,
With the richness and the roses of .Tunc.
lune,
And should you next return
With the flowers foi' our uins.
Ami no more with your rich sweetness we eommuiip.
May His holy will lie done
Who is Lord of rain and sun,
And .vho marshals all the year, (pieenly June.
I m-2.
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PO]':MS AND SONGS.
Rev. John Joseph O'Lcary, P. P.,
Of (Jnui.l Falls, xN. L5., (liu.lJunc, 1S!)2.
(Air. - " .ShiiiKloii I}l11s.")
Woiils wo Wdiild bdiniw to voice our sr)ric)w
Since we iiave lieuid youi' deep fuiieral knell !
In deepest mourning our thoughts are turning
'i'o days departed renieinbeied well,
When iirst your preaching, your earnest leachiug,
^ our tiiougiits far leaching our spirits stirred.
As on (Jod's altar you ne'er did faker,
Hut boldly preached his most holy word.
Sad hearts are thrilling, sad eyes arc filling
With detipcst sorrow, .vith tenderest tears,
For the priest who slumbers, whose days are nundjered
By nolde actions and not l>y years ;
We well reuKMnber the lieart most tender
Th.it ever rendered our jtastor ileai',
Thi' noble nature, the friendly feature
Tiuit filled our spirits with lofty cheer.
With dec}) devotion, with fond emotion,
Across the ocean your spii'it I'oamed,
To scenes endearing in holy Mrin,
That lovely island, your native home,
I5ut now you're sleeping, your Hock are weeping.
Sad vigil '-eeping for Father .joiui.
Whose modest merit, wliose kindly spirit
Won deep aliectiou from every one.
Your death deploring, its torrent roaring.
Sweeps our Niagara, your own (Jiand Falls,
Whose waters falling like voices calling,
In vain to you in death's sluml)eis call ;
'i'heir mystic splerdor, their music tender,
Their voice of thunder, are naught to tliee.
Ah, the Hells of Shandon sound not more graiul on
The pleasant waters of the river Lee.
With deep affection and recollection
You ofttu sang those sweet "Shandon BcIIp,"
The while you wandered and deeply pondered
Amid our woodlands ami native dells ; ,
Ah, no more you'll wamlei', oi- fondly jxuuler
Where sweeps in sptendor youi- native i^ee.
Peace to your sluiiiliers wiiere gently murmuia
lu placid numljers, our Miramichi.
June, 1892.
rOEMS AND SONUS.
Margarita. (Margnrci.)
20
I tiiki^ tliis wroatli <•(' song un.l gently pliice it on tlii' ili't-p, ;'■■-•
DaiU grave wlKToiu niv sistcT, Margarita, lies asliHii..
In tli'3 old gravc-vanl at Xi-Lson, wliL-ro llit-y laid lier years ago,
Mid u faliier's sighs of sorrow and a niotiier's tears ot woe.
Kre tliree l.-ief l>ut liapjty .sununcrs IkuI passed o'er her golden head,
Like a lovely faded ll(jweV, she was laid amongst the .lead ;
In that eity of the silent lies her little giave nnknown,
All forsaken, all forgotten and unmarked l)y any stone.
?>ut her parents' heaits wore 'ouried in that little new-made grave,
And time ahme eould heal the wound that hitter parting gave,
lint, though they mourned as those can mourn who lose their deare.st onc!,
They murmured in their .sorrow : " Heaven's holy will he done !''
All through life they ne'er forgot her, tiiat sweet vision pure and fair
With the'h)vely forii'i and features and the wreath of golden hair,
Ami their hearts were drawn to Heaven by their darling gime before,
And their spirits held uouununion with that bright, eelestial shore.
() the holy grief of parents who have lost a h)vely ehild !
'Tis a " siirrow's erown of sorrow" but a sorrow undeliled.
For they know liieir darling's happy in the mansions of the blest,
And wears a (Mmjw n of glory in that holy i»lace of rest. , /.
15eing mindful of llu; word of llim wiio taught in (lalilee,
" rurmit th.! little (^iiiltlreii, ono and all, to eome to me,
|M)r of sueh is Heaven's kingdom, undetiled by stain of sin.
And unless your lives aie like to theirs ye shall not ( iil-'r m.
Sept., IS!)J.
The Devil's Back.
(Air -"Swinging in the Laiic")
Know all men whom it may concern, th.is is the " Devil's Back,"
Tne lumberman his '-ehuek" must earn who treads this dreary traek, ,.. .,
Tlie " Indian-devil" used to dwell within tlie woods around,
Ibit since the Indians sahl farewell, the devil can't be found.
No eouncil-lirc bla/.es bright around the sylvan sccMie,
No birch caiioe now glances liglit upon the bounding stream,
'I'iic " whoopcr's" dreadful yells exciiaugcd f<.r the owl's dull " to< -hoo.
And where the Indiiin devif ranged now roam the cai iboo.
To-dav the sun is .«hining bright, the air is calm and still,
'{'he snow lies like a mantle wliite o'er all the woodeil hill,
'I'lie winds are hnsiied, tlie echoes mute ahing the silent shore,
The indian-devil - ugly brute shall tnuible us no more. ,,,,
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30
I'OKMS AND SONCiS.
Hut we sustain u tlecpci' Iohh, we fool a keener pain,
Vol frieiuls wlio have deatli's river erossed, wlio ; oinc not hack a<;aiii,
Their ruined homes, tleserted farms, where phinty .smih'd Itefore,
'I'hcse sadden all the scenic charms tiiat gniee the silent shore.
But still we elind) the " Devil's Back," althoiigii it's liard to d;),
And still we follow in the traidc of the wild earihoo.
Take my advice, don't try it twice without a bridle chain.
For if you ilo you'll surely rue, you'll never smile again.
Clare Go wan.
lir
(A romance of r{enou.s River.)
" And her ghost was seen to glide
Sniiling o'er the fatal tide."'
I'AHT I.
'Twas a beautiful day in the sweet niontli of May,
And the fresh, fragrant floweis weie in bloom.
When the pupils p<Jureii out with glad, joyous .shout
Through the door of the old schoolroom.
The air, sweet and cool, tilled that old-fashioned school
With the order and sweetness of spring,
And the teacher, young (!lare, lingered lovingly there
To list to the sweet birds sing.
8he was beautiful Clare, of the long golden hair
And forehead so broad and white.
And eyes tif deep ])lue, most tender aiul true,
That held in thetn heaven's own light.
Her lovely cheek glows with the blush of the rose,
Iler lips as two roselnids red,
The beautiful teeth that gleamed underneath
Lent a charm to each word she said.
Her marvellous voice made the hearer rt^joicc
In its cadences soft and slow,
Kach eloquent word like the notes of a bird
Or as music melodious and low.
Monri
Arrayed all in white, like a vision of light,
The loveliest vision e'er seen,
Like a beautiful dove, or the goddess of Love,
She a[>peared like some fair, young queen.
She held in her hand her wand of command,
The teacher's much dieaded ferrule,
]'>nt she needed it not, and its use she forgot,
For love was the law of lier school.
I'OKMS AND SUNOS.
:n
.1.,
Moon .
I'Aiir II.
Like a swfot miiimiik:i tlreain lay tin; i;alm, placid .stream,
As slic I'lossi'il i( that iimi niiiL; luiglit.
llcr lijLjlit l)ifcli .•aiKie n'w tiif lirij^lit wittttis ili;w
Anil tlaiici''! in tlif j^oldeii hiiiiliglil.
r.iit now <lail< clouds arw uii tin; soft, sjtiiiij,' .skies
And oljsciiiL' tlin liriglit li^lit of tlic sun
As with a daik pall and tl\i' liist rain dro[).s fall
On till! swaid and llic si.-rni has begini.
Till! torrents pour d.wn, tht; daik luiavenH frown,
And all now is darkness and gloom,
The lightning's hrigiit Hash and tin; thnnder'a loud "'rash
Socni to Ciare like the call of doom.
r>ut still she toils on till iier task is (piite done,
Wliiie tlie tiiunderstoi'Mi roars over head,
She lifts her swuot ey(;s to the tliKiatening skies.
Through her heart runs a thrill of drea<l !
V\;\ a loud toi'rent roars past the sounding shores
That lie between (.'lare and her home,
The thi'catening tide looks darksome anl wide
And the waters are crested with foam
O, wliat shall she do? will that frail birch canoe
Kver live in those waters so dark ?
r.ut young t'lare is brave tli ough her face is (piite grave,
She puts forth in that frail Utile bark !
She has left that green shore to return there no more,
No more shall she teach that old school ;
r>y the tide swift and strong, she is carrieil along
Stinight into tin; awful whirlpool 1
Ibit gallant young (.'lare, with the strength of despair,
Kiavely struggles to reach the far shore.
Ah, vain is the strife, for that h>vely young life,
The struggle too soon shall be o'er.
The canoe gives a bound and spins rapidly round,
Then trend)les a space on iiie tide.
Then plunges stiaiglit down with a gurgling souml
And death claims its beautiful bri<le 1
So ])erished young Clare of the long yellow hair,
Unaided, unseen and alone,
Itut her pure spirit l)rave frr>m that dark watery grave,
Went up to the great white Throne,
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I'OKMS AND SONOS.
nary, Our Queen.
(Ail'. "(J()(l Sivve lliu Queen.")
Hiiil ici our gracious Queen,
Hail to our gloriouM Queen,
Mary, our Queen ;
Lily of Palestine,
Princess of Davids line.
Foretold hy Word Divine,
Virgin and Queen.
.Mary was nanmil of old
Kre I'ropiiet Uards foretold
I'redestinc.d <j|ueen ;
She is the glorious Kve
Who brought the world reprieve,
Whom satan ne'er deceived,
\'iiti)rious Queen !
She in lone l}ethleheui's eave
JJirlh to the Saviour gav(;,
Mothei' ami ijuten ;
Sf)'»n i)y J lis cross she stood
Wliile His Most Precious lilood,
Stieamed o'ci' the saving Hood,
Martyr and Q>ueen.
She heard His ilyii'g sighs,
Slie saw His ltl('ss(!(l e^es
IJeamini' with love
As He lieciiieathed her John,
The well beloved one—
" Mother, l)ehold thy son
Whom I ajtprove."
She saw her dear son die,
She heard His parting cry ;
" Father 'lis done !'"
Then, when the Lord was dead.
Laid in His nariow bed,
Mary with heart that l>led
Wept for her Son.
She by His cradle smiled.
Watching her Idessed child.
Mother serene ;
Now by His toml) she wept,
Sorrowing vigil kept
Wliere the Redeemer slej)t,
^orrowfid Queen 1
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roEMh AND SONOS.
Soon lioi inos*f Mctsod soul
l''ll\\ Id il.s iiiitivc ^<m\,
UciivciiM Idi^'lit (,MMin ;
■ IcHiiH dill cictvvii iit'f 1 1, en,
With Idijiiiti'st (iiiulciii,
Of lui^f'ls. .saints ami iiicn
M(wl gloiimi.s (^Mifi'ii I
Xc'cf sliull lii'i' . sceptre tail,
Ne'er .sliiill iier \'i>f prevail,
CiiiiHt (jIowikmI iuT (^)uoiMi ;
Nc'ei .sliall lier tlnoiie ilceay,
Nimo (liire dispute liei .sway,
INiilms of eternal day
(.)\vii licr as (Eileen I
The Shamrock.
St. Tatriek. isO-J.
W'Ikmi J'atrieU prcaeluMl t.t Kriii'.s .sons
'I'lif! hiessed word of <iod,
lit' phiokcd a little slia;nriiciv Lfreen
TiuU grevv upon tiie snd,
And from the thrive leaves on it.s sir'tu
He pioved, that liiij>py day to tliem.
The niysteiy of Miy.sterie.s,
One ( Jod in Person.s three.
And 'dd.s i.s why the Iri.-li ]m/v
The darlini,' little gem,
The end)lein of their native land
'I'lie .shanu'oek is to them
]{ei-an.se it was the instrument
I»y I'atiiek use<l, hy heaviin .sent
I'o illustrate the M \sf erv
Of the Most Holv triuilv.
All. well may i']rin's sons i(\eie
The memory of tlieii' .saint, —
\\ ell may the\ love tiie shamrock dear,
That moiles't little plant
That nestles fondly to thy luciist
Thou sainted Ishuid of tl'ie west '.
Laud of the shannoek, iiarp ud cross.
That holy faith you ha\e not lost,
Forever shall your faithful host
Jiless Father, Son and Holy ( ihost,
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I'<jKMS AM> SON'fJS.
Tennyson. (Impromptu.
'rcuiiyMoii, 'l"oiiny.Hnii, ttMitUi iunl true,
Mimy tin- liniVts lltiil iiif iiKiuniiiij;,' for yon,
Miiiiy 111" iiKiiiiiuMs, uitli tciir ssviiiiiniiij,' cyos
Wiio ^tand l.y tlif tomli ulnif our 'riiiiiyson lies.
Tiow lies till' liiitrcl nil 'I'ciinysi.ii's ln'ow,
Wlicic's tilt' one wnilliy of wcuiiii^,' it now 't
Wlio mIiiiII surccrd liiiii w lio sun;,' foi- us nil
In his ;^iTiil love poem " Lock.sloy Hull 'f
In liis fair " I'linc.'Hs" an<l lov.'ly " May (,)ii(!Cii,'
In his " Mi'inoiiani" ami " Myls «eirnc r"'
In his jjrieat " char^f of tlio linivc; Light IWiyiidi;"
Laurt'lH lu' won that arc lu'vcr to fade.
Ti-nny.son'H g^ory HliindH out all aloiu',
Carved not in niarhh', in hion/c nor in stone,
r>ut in tiif works of his iiand, hcail and lirain
Lives the ijrcat Laureate, sin;,dn;,' a<,'ain.
At lust lie has yielded up sceptre and crown
And to the <lark valley of deatli has •^ouc down,
One shall succeed hiui well worthy to \\( ai'
The leaf of the laurel entwined in his ludi-.
For <!od is not wauling to His j,'ieat designs,
He is nt)t wanting in men nor in min<ls,
Freely He gave them and freely He gives,
One is scarce dead when another one lives.
J'or each has a mission to till here Ix-low,
And singers shoidil sing as tiu) hrigiit walei-s !lo\v,
Others will follow, l)nt none like to you
Tennyson, Tennyson, tender and true.
Hon. Alex. Mackenzie, '92
(Sonnet.)
lie needs not tlie laudation
Of I'ulpit, J'ress or Ten,
AVIiose honest reputation
Is in the minds of nun.
Then strew the fairc,-t llowers
Upon his honored toinli,
To ciiase the, weary hours.
To iiglit tlie div";>fy gloom.
The noltle cliicf, Mackcn/ie
Now with Macdoi.ald sleeps.
And Canada, nur country,
For her dead statesmen weeps.
POEMS AM) snNOS.
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A Pastoral,
Oi' Till- I'lxii' MuiTh N'iiliiil inc.
It llCH.
'II,
idi'
itw 11,
rviiT I.
'*'riie r'icli niiiy Ixmst of wiviltli Miiuiiri'""
W'liilt! tlioiiMuiKl.s lie ill iiwc,
Hut !iii|)|ii»r if) llif |)t!isiiiiL pnnr
Ikiii-atli his root uf itiiiw. Old Siunj.
Let liitt licii and pioud llicii wialtli displiiy,
'rin'ir vain ami viiljj;ar |iiiili'.
Till' poor an- happier tar ili ni iIh'V,
I llOllLjIl pO\C| |^\ Ijl I |l|('.
'ri«'>ii(,'!i liicy have to toil for dnily locad,
I'lid wild aiiii)itioii craHc,
Kind Tlcavoii arfnind tlicir iicartliH .shall .shed
It-i i'M'rla,sting peace.
They may waiidi r in tiir mm aduw.s Ljay
And 1 y the winding .slrciio.
And life may )><■ to tliciii i-aeli day
A ''entlu I'oi't's hroaiii.
rs !lo\v,
They hreatlie tile fori':il fr.i;;ran< r sweet,
Jloriie on the gentle laee/.e,
()r;>.'ek tliesliads, .slili lit real,
lieiieatli the spreading trees.
They lireathe the odor of the rose,
Tlie scent- of new nioun iiay.
Or phu'k the ripe red friiii tliat Liinws
On tilt; hush la:side I Ik u;i\ .
They listen to the earols dear,
Of the song-hirds in tjie skies,
Or welcome rohin-icMllireast dear,
When to tiieir door he llie.s.
And wlio'ii the winter stoiin ni:iy ravi'
Around their cottage doors
They give the meed their fathers gave
To 1 he traveller and the po(ir.
'J'hey kneel at the sliriiu; w here their fathers knelt.
They pray where liiose ha\ (; ])rayed.
And feel tlie l)lessed peaee tliosi' felt
Unto their souls conveyed.
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POEMS AND SONGS.
WlKii'o (lio awful, my.stic Sacrifiot'
Is (ttl'ofcd u)) for all,
AikI till! r^onl, uiiHoun l»y luiiiKin cyos,
Comes at His servaiirs (.'all,
And gives His Itoily ami His hlood
In the foi'ni of bioad and wine,
'I'o he their souls' most precious food
III the saci-aiiieiit divine.
They deck their LonTs and i^ady's shrine
Willi the rose and e\eiL;(eeii,
And sweet wicaths of iii'ayers their toiii^nes shall twine
For the j^loiious King and (jHieeii.
Tliey bicathe the jirayef dear desus tauirht
On the mount of ( ialllee,
And tliat rosehnd prayer w ith graces fraught,
Sweet Mai'y's itosary.
Tiiey hless the Lord for the gentle spring,
For suiniiier hree/.es warm.
Fair Autumn that fruition brings
And winter's howling st(»rni.
They bless Him for the lo. y dawn
And for the goldi'ii noon,
And when the sliades of night are drawn,
When shines tin,' silvt r moon.
PART II,
When Sol, the golden god of day
Sinks .slowly to the west.
And easts a lingering, parting ray
dust as he goes to rest.
When Luna, lovely (^lu^tMi of night
Arises in ttie east,
And by her soft and spleiidi<l light
She .seems to whisper " I'eace 1"
Who has not fc^lt the niunekss charm
That o'er the lainlsca|)e lies ?
O'er hill ami ilale. o'er held and faini,
Jirea'hed from tlie bmoiling skies'.'
Who has not fell tlic lioly rest
Tiiat o"er the sjiirit falls?
The musings sweet, the visions lilest
That hold the heart in thrall '.'
I'OKMS AND SONGS.
n?
O. si)li'iiiliil si^^hts lliat imooIh our eyes,
Sucrt sniiiiils tlifit cliiinii our curs,
^''•u till mil hcuts with iiappy .siglis.
()i\v vM'ri with ii'iiih'r trars !
Tliis inystii' musin;^ n\ tlic soul
'I'he |j(!Wor <>f wonls ihilii's,
'J'hc spirit k'iivts its luitivi' goal
.\u(l ti> its authnr Ili(;s.
Ami as \vf raisr mir rcM rent I'yrs
I'lito t iu- starry doi!!'',
\\ f tt'cl (iiir licarts t'l hi'a\»'ii aiisi;,
I'nr yoiiih'r is (im Ikiiml'.
Ami wlu'ii our baKjiu' of litr l<Mig tossed
By many storms ilistii'sseil,
Dt'ath's glooi'ty fivt^r shall have erijssed
To seek ihe ))ort of rest,
May Jesus grant, lift's i;ice lieing run,
its liurdens all laid down,
Tliat \\e may w in what saints luuc Won :
The everlasting ( 'row n.
My Shamrock.
ST. I'A'I'KIcK, I'^'.l.'}.
1 wojca leal shann'orh on last Si. I'atiii-k's i),iy.
A shamrork from old isrin, dear Mriii tar awa\'.
All, when th-; grave shall fold me how happy I should he
'j'o know the lo\el\ sii:;!nroi'k,-i were LTrowinLJ o\cr me.
.\ friend liad dug some sh.nnroeks fnun i'lrin's sacred soil.
And lirouglit them o'er till' o( ean willi hning caru and toil.
And here they have 'xien tended liy loving hearts and liand.s,
These lo\elv little e'mlilenis of tile deal' old land.
'ihoiigh the shaim'(^.-k 1 ive-- to iie-.ilc elo.se to deal' old Mrin's hreast,
It grows U]) tall and slender in this our \\ilder wi'st,
(), 1 loN'e the little shaniroe!< I hat speaks of fait h in ( iod,
Allliontih I'm imi a nati\e of the de.ir old soil.
Although I lia\e not, sera il .'ind ue\'i'i- hope to see,
'I'lie lovtdy little. I']meral<l lliat '.:h'aiiis upon the sea.
I love it for my tat hers sake, the dear land of his liiitli.
Next to my nati\i' ( '.uiaila, the <h'aresi sjiot on I'arth.
^^'e sliould hneall lands and euilih ins, fiu (iod ha.-^ formed 'lu'in al
The .shami'otdv of old I'liin, the Soot tish i iiist le tall,
l*'air l''ranre's lo\ely lily, old j'lngland's lihiuiniiig rose,
.Viid the iiiaple leaf, the emblem of our own dear laud of snows.
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TOEMS AND SOXGS.
John Boyle O'Reilly, '92
In Moinofiaiii. (Air " My gentle Harp.")
Awake, my liarp, lliv sloth forsaking,
I sweep my liands across thy strings,
The sweetest notes 1 know awaking
Vov the singei' wlio no htnger sings.
JFis life's deal' di'eam on eartli is ended,
No more we hear his trumpet tones,
His voice is wit h the clioi'ns l)lended
Tliat swells aroiiml tlu^ great white Throne.
He sang for his dear mother, Krin,
For Tier he snfl'ered nameless pain.
Each deep heart-wound lier name endearing,
F(»r her he ne'er shall sing again,
Kxcept in those grand s(tngs inunoital
Which he had Us.t lier iiere liohind,
Kre he had crossed the shining portal -
'I'iie liihute of his master-miud.
Likewise for thee, his second mother,
This ])rin<e of jioets, man of men,
Who was to all thy sons a Itrother,
Who was to all maidcind a frien<l—
He sang for thee ihou (^)ucen of nations
'J'he peerless songs of lilierty.
His songs were lieard with a])prol)ation
Around the world, from sea to sea.
15ut (), he kept a sweeter measure
For thee, tliou blessed tjueen of love.
Who hore the worM's Redeeming Treasure,
Who reignest in the courts above ;
To itxl his heait was early given.
For him he sang his sweetest soug.
His choicest thouglits were those of heaven
And Him to whom the world l)el(mgs.
I'eace to his rest beneath the banner
That lloats above the fiiir and fi'eu,
Far from the world's disturbing olamor
He rests foi' all eternity.
Then deck Ids loudi with fairest Howers,
'i'liere hit tiie everlastings l)loom,
.\nd let the nation's I'oel's bower
lie built alnne O'Reilly's tomb.
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I'OEMS AND RONG^.
3d
Sweet Sacred Heart.
'' S(.!i, ;,'ivc .M(! tliy liciut, " - 0»r l>iriiii Lonl.
(Air" My Coiitlo ILirp.")
Ik'iir SiU'r<!(l H(;iii't, so swcotly plcailini,'
With -iiiiful lu-arts to cohh' to 'I'liff,
SwL'ol SiUML'il IlL'iirl, so solely lilceiliii^
l''oi' sins of jioiir luiiiianil \ .
W'c fitlcr 'I'lu'c iliis repanilioii,
l''of wlioiitliiv I'rci'ioiis lUooil iliil Mow,
l""or tliosi' uliosc aw fill (h'scii-atioiis
Have lillcil that Saricil Heail witli woe.
Swuct Hi'ait of .Ti'su.s I >\-\'^\\ to listen,
Look on llu'ii prayci's. tlii'ir sighs ami toara,
Bright teais of Loxc and Sorrow glisten
III eyes that have \\u{ wept for yrars ;
X'ain aiv the \\()riis Wc f.iiii woulil Itonow
To spi'ak liu; grief our iiearts slioiiM feel,
Tile silent tear of sei'i'l sorrow
More litjy may 1 lial griif ie\e,il.
l)e,ir Heart of Ciirisl, tores cr ihu'lling
111 'rh_\ eti'Mial Hoiue alios e,
Ami on 'I'hy earthly Altars swelling
With lile.-.-ed, liouiiilless, liiirniiig Lose,
Our hearts with teiulerest tliougiils ar<> thrilling
Wiii'iie'er sse turn. Sweet lleait to 'I'liee,
Our eyes with lemlere.^t te;irs,ire tilling
When Tlis Sweet lliart all pieneil we see.
Ssscet Sun of ( liiil, sw huiulily oiler
Our hearls, otii' siuils, ourselscs to Thee,
llaA'e inerey on the sinful siotler.
The lilinil of he.irl \s ho eiiniiot .^ee,"
Sase us (li'ar -Jesus, or we peri.-^h,
Hear a despairing seaman's ery,
O, h't us 'i'hy dear wishes eherish.
l'"or Thee we li\c, for thet' we die.
Hoar the Sweet TTeart of Mary pleading
To Thine oHended .Majesty,
'I'd Thee the \M'eti-hed c'iiptisc leading.
Heart o! the li'/ly iVinity :
Let her ssvoul prayers ; i Thee asceniiing
Call I'i^y disinest lih'-.-ings doss n.
On huuKin luarts lilie dew (h'seending,
To he their eSel'lasI iiej eiossii.
Oct. IS!)-'.
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I'OKMS AND SONGS.
Be Still, Sad Soul.
Vtdr/ill sail 8:ii;! ii..^ cj;;sv; rcpiiiiu^',
A!; Lliis \>i :!'; avoi i«1 s\;is in;uU! foe you,
For you < '-oiVs Messed sun is Hiiiiiing,
Yi,i \(>ii ihe skies are ])aintc<l Ijlue.
Fur yon the 'liquid flame' is Hashing
From yoiiilei' stnnii douirs iniii'ky pall,
FiH' vnii tire thu:.l(i' iouil is crashing,
Foi' you I lie lain drops swiftly fall.
For you yoii !ov.l_v how extending
1 111' aiclnng dome of Heaven spans,
lis se\('ii hiu's iind eolois l)lendii\g
I'roeii'ini (iod's eovcnant with man.
For you you silver moon is rising,
F(<r y(m the stars in lieauty shine,
Those lovely oihs of your d«sj)ising
Were formed hv Hands that are divine.
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For you those bright aui'oral em-tains
Were Hung across the starry sky,
Those lovelv Liyhts, whose "deanis uneertain
In glancing beauty shine and diet
For you the gentle biee/e is blowing,
For you the liin))id waters How,
For you all vegetation gi'owing,
For you the lovely roses blow.
Vol you the liinls of air are Hying,
For you those feathered songsters sing,
To tell you of His love inidying
\\'\ut gave to them their airv wing.
l^'or you tlu! fisii of seas are swimming.
For you the herds in pastine low.
For you the earth and air '.ue brimming,
For you tiic seasons come and go,
l''or you these crystal Hakes are falling,
Iteplaeing sinun\er"s rol)e of green.
All Nature's voices to you calling,
Awake I ))elu>ld tlie lovelv sceiu' !
'IMieu raise your eyes from wirth to heaven,
For you the skies in glory glow,
For you yon heaveidy home was given
When you have ceased to dwell below.
i'OKMs \S\> sf)\(;s.
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\''<ii- yi)ii tlic <,'(^iitlc li \i' of woniiui.
I''i>i' yon tlio slionm.'!' luvt- i»f m iii.
Kor you llii' tics flivint- ami limiiaii
Tliiit l)lcs>('(l yoii «incc your life l>cL'iiii.
For y.,, I he luvc nl ( ioil, Hurj)Jissii!<4
I- F'iiitely all Iiiiuiaii lovi-,
Tiiul [,.)Vc; iliviiif al! lo\f voiii jiit'-nu'
On I'artli ln'lo\\ . ill luMXiii aliovi.'.
'!"licii •••■a.'^i'. iiiiyi aU.'liii .■Mini. ii|iiiiiii,n,
^ our pil^iiuia^c slmll not la- lon^',
iJuliolil tliti<'iitss ill lii'aM'ii sliining,
'!\- tliat >i'j\\ '■on((iui i-Jid Iv stfotij,'.
Sweet Christmas IJells, 1892.
I'Aii •■ TIhwi' l'!\unin^ IJclls."
I'iiiL,' out '; nni; out I swct-t ('liristnias llfl
' t iT all I ln>-- wide \\-orl(l's liill>- ami dcll.s ;
\\iy\\ \\.:. t!i'>tali ;. 1,- ii I'liiAic. Iclls :
■■ '!'!•• " • ■ . ■ , ': v.] :" S',m: ■' ( 'lii-isinias
r,.:lls.
" !\i:j<»lix,
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I'l-joiic, ' ) \ ii,., - • '.V
• KsUri, I he ! ;■!■.. .0 .'! l'>-iH.'j i:? t)orn
I [,:>v. thi.s hlt'use.l (,'hi'i.s' ma.- morn !"
• l;fj"j-H', * > -;'Mi ■!, ..t' the hl".-.t,
Ht'j(ji(H', '".vcet souls in cxileil ri'sT ,
Ki'joiic, \iin nations of tliuuartli,
Salnlc your Sa\ionr'N august Ijirlii !"
AW glory Ix' to ' ioil on high,
'■ W'o liiing yon tiilings of griMt joy,
'l"hc Christ is hoi'ii in Bcthit hem.
I'ratx: on tim cartii, good will to men I"
This song the l»I.-ss"(l angels sang,
,'\s loud their liarps with niiisic rang,
^\■ilil^ ciifliiiLf iciund on shining wing
Till' ii.idlt' of the new liorn King.
■J'his isoiig ihu saints ami angels sing
litifore the. 'I'hrone of Hea,\en's King,
Tills song the luight iniinortals hear
Loud ringing throuLrh the rolling sphereH,
Tliis Christmas rhant we wake again,
W'e sing onee more the .sweut retraiu
That angels .sang long years ago
To Heascn a1)o\u, tn I'iarth helow.
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i»oi:ms: and soKfjs.
Oil lOiufli 1)('1«)W, in Heaven fihovo,
All ;,'loiy to the l.onl of Love,
Shout ! Heaven and Kaith's united voices
" The Christ is l)oin, llejoice I liejoije !"'
The Last Night of the Year 1892.
All hail ! most lovely Night, all hnil I deiKUtin^i; Wv.nv,
The wintry nmon siiines lifijfhl, jier radi.uue mild and clear'
Upon the (;i-oss-(!ro\vned Cluuch tiiat tops the litth; hill.
The radiant, heavenly light fell soft and sweet and still 1
U])on the lofty Lower where swings the (;ha[)el-liell
The railiiinee of that liour in hroodiug silenee fell,
Upon the graves and tond)s, fair Luna east her beams,
Half lighted, half in gloom, (), what a night for dreams !
The stais shone bright above in lu'aveu's daik blue <lome,
'i'o tell us of (iod's lov(( and of our fuluii' Iioii,*; ;
(), (lod I wliat hand but Thine could paint a scene like tliis'
So thrilling, so divine, -^o full of nameless bliss !
Farewell, O lovely night, farewell. dc[)art(Ml \'e.ir I
That vision of delight, to memory ever dear,
Uj)on my meiital sight shall long stand clear I
Home and Heaven.
(Air " Home. Sweet Ifoine.'
" There's no ])lat;e like Home."" f. //oiriinl /'(ii/iit.
"There's nothing bright but heaveji." Thox. Moon ,
We may sing of our homes and our havens of rest.
lUit theie's no place, my soul, like the hoiue of tl blest,
The home of the ha]>py beyond (he blue sky,
'{'he home of Our Fathei' in Hi;aven on high.
O, Heaven I sweet home of the ransomed and free,
r>e it ever .so lovely tiiere's no place like theo.
I'oor exiles frf)m Heaven, we labor in vain,
H that home of Our Fatlier we strive not to gain,
Where the angels and saints for eteinity siiig
Tiie i»raise of tlieir Author, Kedeemer and King.
0, Heaven, etc.
We gii/.e on tlu' sini, im ilic nioon inid llu' stars,
And we sigh for that l)eantiful City iiliir,
.And uc ))ray to uur l''.ilhi'r in I;c;i\cn abo\c :
•' Keceive us, O (lod, w the Home of 'J'liy Lo\e.
O, Heaven, etc.
POKMS AKD SOXriS.
4n
The F»oet'A Dream,
or 'I'lif ()1<1 Kim Twv, IS!).'!.
Ifoi
lie.
It was the (tlosr ot ii siiinmci' day, slow .sai.U the sidling .sun.
I'litu liirt rest in llir .ulnuin;^' west and llie Ion;,' dnnu day was dono ;
'I'liat cviMiin;,' as 1 wandcrrd foitli down in a meadow gay,
1 sat me down npon tin- ground Inuoatl. an elm tree.
Its ;iianl liraiu'iies o'ef my liead were sprcaiiing far and w ide,
'I'lie lia1)l)lin!4 lirooji l)enea1ii my feel sped to tiic river side,
The rixcr windinif liy the l)eud, meandereil far and free
l>y Held and fai m and forest fair, lieyond my elm tree.
And wiiile I mused llie moon arose in splemlor' calm and still.
And flooded willi her lovely Ii,i.dit the valley and the hill.
On Ijalildin;.' brook, on winding stream, far as my eyes could .see,
She cast a lovely siher yloam l)eyond my elm tree.
And as I gazed upon tlu' scene, tiie mead and nuMinlil stream,
J fell into a sleep profound and dreamed a lovely dri'ani ;
'i'his was the vision that 1 saw. tlie words she said to me,
That lovely night in leafy .luni'. hrneath the elm tree.
A lovely laily seemed lo stand, in rolies of driven snow,
A crown of roses in her hand, a. eiown ujion her hrow,
A dial )nd cross iila/,i'(l on her hrcasl. her ginllc shorn- like gold,
A ray of light encircled her in majesty luitold.
A light faf hrighter than the; .>tm"s and milder than the moon's,
A lovidy odoi' lii'eathed around, suipassing earth's perfumes ;
The hol\' railiaiici' seemed to cast its calnniess over me.
My soul was held as in a sp<'ll beneath that elm tree.
A smile was on the lovely li{)s though tears liedimnied her eyes,
And when she essayed her sweet spiech the words eame forth in -sighs,
" Fear not, .start not, young man" siie said, " at thus beholding me,
" 1 have a message; for your so\d beneath this elm tree.'
" 0, marvel not that Mary weeps for this uidiajipy world.
When brazen \'ice holds high liei' inail, lier banner liase unfurled,
(), marvel not that Mary sighs at the sad sights she sees.
When lovely virtue droop; and dies lieneath your (dm tree."
" Why do you murmur at your fate, why do you weep and prny
'.riiat what yui (!all your heavy cross from yon may ])a.ss away,
(), murmur not. lait wateh and wait ami sing this song ffir nu',
And you shall yet be gooil and gieat far from this elm tree."
" I bill you sin^ the I'.salm of Life as that I'.salm slioidd be sung,
With all a poet's luart and soul, his lips and br.iin and ton'^on',
( ). let vour song l)e ck'ai and strong, and iiold and lirni and fret-
As the winds that waft those lovelv leaves froni this fair ehn tree,"
i^^mum
44
I'OKMS ANi) SONdS.
'■ Let l'i\iili;iic(! (Ill yiiuf words attend, place .liislicc liy ymir side,
MaUd 'rfiii|K'riiiici! ymii' tiiiiicsL friftid. iuid i''i»ilitiiik' your Itridc,
Sii sliiill yon siiiij; tin- sdml; <>f l''.iilli ami Unite and Ciiirity.
.And lilf.ssud I'uace shall l)u yoni' lot fai' tiom this idiu tree,*"
"Awake, at'ise I tlui dream is past, the liattle lias lie;i;nn,
And l>y the li ily help ut' (Jml lliis lialtle sliall lie won,
(Jo forth, my son, and sin,;^ the songs that 1 shall teaeh to llieo,
.Knd (iod will liless youi- future fate heyond this elm liei;."
I awoke, arose and ga/ed around on earth and air and sky,
W'hili! all aroumi my sylvan seat swt'el spiiits seemed to sigh,
IJut ah! I looked and longed in \ai: , no Mary eoidd I see,
Ah, would to (iod slie'd come aLrain, heneatli mv elm tree.
An Elegy.
In Memoriam -my ileueased l''alhei and Mother.
I'laeh in his narrow cell forever laid
The I'ude forefather.- ol ihe hamh^t sleep."'- '//•"//.
(Air: -" l{o. k of Talhunoie.")
I have stood amid tin; toml).stones wJi'.'U liie sunlight warm and tender
J'"ell in lays of gol(lei\ gloi'y on the grass al)o\e the iUi;ul,
1 ha\e stood again liesule tiu;m when the moonliglil's softer splendor
i..ay in dreamy, lirooding sadness on tlii'ir ('old and low ly hed.
When the sweet and gent le spring time all her ei'own of gi'cen was weaving.
And all the trees on all the hills put foit h their thousand lea\ es,
When the burning sun of summer Xalure's nohle heart was grieving,
When tile golden grain of autunni slooil in pyramids of sheaves.
I ha\e stood once more lutside them when the iiutunin lt^a\es were dying
And the aulunm wind.s weie sighing a sad reipiiem of rest ;
1 have ga/ed upon their sunnnit when the wintiy snow.s were; lying
Like a iieaven-woven mantle drifted high above their breasts.
And I thought that not in nuuhle nor in stone the heart rememliei's,
lUit by love that lasts forever and the prayer that oft ascends,
Uv the silent tear of sorrow far moi'e lilly may we render
The true and tender ti'ibule that we owe to our deail fiaend.'-',
(), dear dead so softly sleeping where the stars are vigils keeping.
And the kindly heaveiTs weeping dc'wy tear.s above your tombs,
A .sad lesson you are teaching, a sweet sermon you are pi'caching
As vonr si)ei;trediand outrcNiching beckon us amid the gloom.
That where yiai have goni' we"ie going, that, t hough youth and health
be gh)wing.
1).
If
I'OK.MS AN'ii SdNCS.
silk",
•i(K:,
8l ill t lif slrciUH r.f lit)' IS lliiuinj.' ever (iiiWiUil III lln' niavi',
'IMial sniiic lliitiiL'lil we .-:liiiiilil lie Lriviii.L,^ to the t'lifiuls .iiniiinl ii-; liviMj,',
TItiil Mill' tucs \m11 iiti'il t(iii;i\ ill!.' ami mi- sdiils uc Iuinc tn sii\c.
ne,
1 tciulor
lor
om
vas weaving,
ieviiig,
\L'rc living
viii.u'
ubui's,
iii.ir
and licalth
This till' IfssDii \ii\i uuiilil tea. h us mulil yiiu N|i(ak O silent leaeliers ;
That ue hive nnV feliuw erealui'es fiif mu' Saviuiii's Me.sseil Invi',
That N\e |tiay fof those ilepaiteil, t hat we help tlie ueai vheaiteil,
Tliat. as weliiive joy iniparteil, we shall nirrt with joy alio\e.
l)iMr ih-ad talhei's ami .Irail moiliers, il-ai' ileail si-leisami ilea.l l.iot iiers,
• Yon our own ami lliox- of others, fur your rrst \m' 'ireatiir a prayer.
Dear ileparteil sons ami ilair^hleis whii have .■rosseii the shining waters,
\\\- piay (loil Ihal as you si.iighl flim you ha\e fouml His niausiuns lair.
Living falhi'is. living niolhers. liviim sisters, li\-ing hrothers,
YdU our own anil those of ntlici^. of ymii .•.lU.lml have a eare,
I,i\iim sdiis ami living ilaughters, heei'l tiie lesson tlmsi have taught us,
ll(eir"tlic message tlnv have luunght us ami prepare to meet thein there.
Deail sweet liearts, whose liv.s wen- liligliteil err youi" 1 emier vows were
plight eil,
Or whose love-. ])ei haps, were sliglileil, hy soin,- (;oM iml rruel heart,
l.et \i» hope that up in iUaven, where tin- hearts liy soirow riven
Are unileil anl forgivm, you have fouml the lieltei' put.
Living swcfthearts who huve piighinl vnws fr.an lips l,y true love lighteil,
VdU wiiose haiitls have heen uniteil at (loil.-. holy altar here.
V<iu wliose' vow.s well' heanl in heav.n. you wlio.-" u list was widely -iven.
\(,n whose hearts have, not hei u riven, to their soiiows -ive a l.ai.
(), sweet .sunlight warm ami tender. ( ). pale inomiliglifs sofur si»lemlor
AVhat a glory ilo you render to thi' fori\st and the Held 1
ILiil ! sw^eet'siiriiiglide, time of sowing, ardent sumniei', lime of gmwing,
Mellow autumn, grandly glowing with the hajipy harvest yield,
iiail : wild winter old and hoary, with your snoxiy ernwn of g'ory,
\in\ eiiinplele the seaion"s story and hy you the volume's seah^d.
.lust so varied are life's turnings, .swedest spriiiL't ide uiarUs its inoining,
Soon its summer's sun is Uurniiig and we r-aeh our life's noon tiile.
Snon the aiiiuinn grain's tilling, soon tlu' aulunin winds are rhilling,
Si.oii the winter frosts are Uilling and our live.- have passed av.ay I
Li its many forms and feaimv.s, in its varied voiees. Xatiiri'
Is a pri'aeher, is a teacher lo us all, my fellow -erealures,
That we should onr iiilii'e hring ;
lU'U- It in the lirei'zes lilowin-. lirar it in the. waters ilowing,
Sec it in the forest glowing, hear th.c fmest eclmes i-iuu' '.
Yes and though imr eyes may g!i.-tcii with luight tcsrs for dear ones
missing,
If we hush our hearts to listen, we m.iy hear (imi's angels sing.
Let us join, () man iininortal '. standing on the shining portal of anever-
liiKting spring,
^
4(1
I 'OHMS ANI> S()N(!S.
Let UH join with all cndUiitn in i hIkmU <»f exultation,
In a Hon;^' of acclamation, in a liyinn of jnl)ilatioii,
In onu mighty i>(?r<)iation to thu throne of (iod our King.
Man's IJfe.
A iioom (lodicattid to the memory of the late Mr. Patrick IJergin
of IMa.:kvilk', who died Jan. Slli, ISO.S, aged .S.'{ vears.
An aged man, l)eIo\(!d, revered,
A patriarcii lu' was in yyais,
Has closed his honor'd, loui,' careiir,
Mis tale of life is told ;
'Mid dearth of sighs and sorrow's tears.
'i'his heart, to kindness lon^ endeaicd,
In death at last lies <'old.
'I'liat nohle heart so warm and true,
\\'liose ;,'enial dej.lhs wvyv known to few,
^^■ilo.^e kindness evciy traveller knc w
W ho sal heside his heartii,
Where swiftly past tlie hours Hew
As j)ii'tnros siid or dmll he di(;w
In sympathy or mirth.
N(» more we'll licar the old man tell
Those tail's of times, r Mneniiiered well
liy him to wiiom we say farewell,
Of .scenes, ot days <fone Ity ;
"i'is hard to say to him farewell.
This dear olil man we loved so well
A last, a sad good-liye !
(.'old hlew tlu! hitter winter hlast.
The winter snows fell thick and fast
A.s to his ^oave the patria 'ch passe(i,
'J'hai gra\e so cold and chill !
In death's long sleep he lies at last
All calm and still.
The wintry sun shines culdly liright,
The wintry moon's serener light
Falls on his narrow bed ;
The winter snow lies pure autl white
Above his aged head.
\\'hilc wjis his life, MS ]iiii'e and fair
As that snow mantle lying tliere
Above this grand old man :
White as his lo.'ks of hoary hair.
White as his brow, on which dull eai'o
Had laid a heavy hand,
rOKMS ANH soNdS.
47
I,ii.'lil iii;iy lilt' liiif lio III) his liru.ist,
(mm! L'l-iiit his piuti'd spirit ii'st,
Tliis vci V iluiii' 1)1(1 tri.'inl
W! • wfis a mail of nu'ii tlir ln/st
I'll liis life's M'lv fiid.
liergin
IS.
'I'll.' lift' uf iMitii is liU.' a ilay :
Hi»\v lirij^'litly licains its iiiurninj,' ray,
Hi)W yiaiidly ^lnws its nuoii ;
How Hwiflly steal iiij.'ht's .-.liadows j^ray,
'I'lif I u iliu'lit and the <,doom.
We iiKuk the lisiiij of tlie sun,
His iiioniiiiL; course has Imt liee;iin.
Kroiii east unto the west,
When, lo I liis race is nearly run,
The iiiudit is heif, the day is done,
Sol swiftly sinks to rest.
Or like the swiftly rolling: year,
Wliose sprin,i^ ami suniiiier, full of eiieer,
Pass i^ently, j;aily on ;
The aiituiun eoines, t he winter drear,
The year has passed and -.^oiie.
Or like a lovely MooniiiiL,' tree
On whieli tlu^ ^dowiiin fmit we see,
So ripe, so rich, so rare ;
We |»lu.'k tilt! fruit, w,' leave the tree
With huds and hrandios hare.
Or like a fair and fruitful tield
That with the hai)py harvest yield
In autumn ij;randly jflows ;
.Anon liy winter's fros's eon^'ealed
It lies ))eiieath the snows.
Mut unlike each and .dl i>f these,
Thf; tlay.s, tlio years, tin- fields, the trees,
Man's life shall never eea.se ;
I'.evond the eireliu^ suns and seas,
j5eyond the dyiiiLC eentiiriis.
The just shall dwell in [jeaia.'.
When lieaveii and i-artli to^'ether roll,
Ami both are withercl as ■> scioll,
Man's liody and immortal soul,
Siirvivinj^' suns and spheres,
The justified in heaven shall dwell,
'I'lie reproliate shall livtf in hell
Throughout t.'teriial years ',
• -ry Mellish
Archibald
Memorial
r
4«S I'oK.Mn AM) .SuN(;,S.
The World's a. r. 15^00 years.) '93.
All iri-<toi'i'';il I'lMiil, |''ioiii AiIiiMi til ''iilnnilms.
Hi
/ \ ,
til
" Aiiil <J()il saiil : " [a'I tli'.'li !"■ liylit .iml li.i^lit Wii.s iiiiule.""
-- <i I' III Mil,
Till! ^ruiit Civatitr fuiiiicil tlic li;,'lit wliiu w iit Mis tint fortli
Tlial it iiiii,'lit sliiiic tliiMiiLtliout <ill tiii.i' ii|>nii this friii<fiil earth ;
The 81111 he iiiaih' to nil'' the day, the 'imhim in rule (lie iiij,'lit.
The ciiiiiitli'ss host of t w iiilvliiin .stars tn give tiicir Ifsscr li;^l»t ".
Ik' iiiaisliallcrl all tho niHiiii; years, the .seasons one hy <»Me ;
III order shall the planets roll, lliu day.s and hours run
I'litil the tiiial 'riuiiiint ('all procliiiirs thiil Tiine is done.
I'.iit -leatesl of Mis earthly uoiUs, lie forined 1 1 is ereat lire. Man,
The noblest of His handiworU in this terreslial plan.
lie ealled him forth, He uavi' liiiii life, He Ijieatlawl in him i> soul
That he mi^dit lo\ c and woisjiip ( iod as a<,'es onward roll.
That he mij^lit l)e tlie i^loiioiis li,L,dit to sliine for eXt'i'iiiore
W'hon siiii and moon and .•^tars siiall pale, on the iidestial shore.
And down the ag(!s as we pass from tlie primeval man,
We see. as in a wizard's ^dass, tiie world before lis stand ;
From Adam's to the latest a^e we mark each miijhty name,
As, one by one, like otiiersons, their lii;hts before us llaiiut.
I. ADAM AM) i:\i:.
W'v. note the name of Adam lii'st, the ' whom < !od did call,
Wu note his lielpmale, j^entle Mve, v 'Iped him but to fall I
I'.i'hold the lovi^ly Paradise wiii'ie 011, ,,^m jiareiits ducll,
Tiieir perfeet peace and happiness before from uraee they fidl.
Jlehold the wily tempter idiiiiiiL,' hither to dec*eive.
To whisper disobi'dienee in the list''iiiiijf ears of V.w..
Jieliold till! fall, its eoii.se(|iienee, the awful punislimeiit ,
Tim blessing and the curse of (iod, t h<' life long banishment.
All angel with a llaming sword is placed at i^very gate
To .see that they return no more. (), most- iinlia[)py fate I
lint (Jod's great Mercy is not .strained, jfe gives his only Son
To .save mankind and to undo the evil they have done ;
"{), ha])[)y fault," the saints exclaimi'd, '• which brought us sneh reprieve
" A Jesus for an Adam and a Mary foi' an Kve I"
11. KNoi'll, KMMt .\. M.
" He walked with (Iod in holy joy while yet his days were few,
The deei), glad spirit of the boy to love aiul rovi'ienee grew,
Wii(!th?r th" mighty stars to e )unt, tin; ancient hills he trod.
Or .sought the flowers by stream or fount, t lie ])atriareh " walked with(!od
And calmly, sweetly, that puie life faileil from eai'th away,
Xo cloud it knew, no parting strife, no sorrowful deeay,
H<.' bowi'd him not. like all be-iidi-. unto tiie spoilers rod.
IJiit joined at otieo the gloritied, wiiere angels walk with (loil.
So let us walk, the day will oiuiie lo us tiiat comes to all,
We through the darkness must go home when riouiuls the trumpet eall.
^Tlie above staii/a (jimted from Mr.s. irein(!;t.ns, )
Th(
Foi 1 1
I'niMS AND snNcs.
4»
iiade, "
tl. ;
Man,
soul
If.
aicli ropiiovc,
'W,
iLil with ( !i)<l.
impct nail.
III. M'\l|. I'll! I>I.M ' I. : lti.')l» \. M.
Full lift I '11 limnlrcil yvmn Uhm- mlli d o . r tliis icvkK iii;,' wmlil.
Ali'l sonii .li'lhuiili s iiiiL;<T ili't'ail '^liiill nil inaiikiinl Ik- IiiiiIi'iI.
Th«' f^o'ix "f < ''"I. 'Ii'' I ai'c lit Scl li ami I In- lia-^c lirmid i>i ( 'ain
Htt\'' lilt"! nil Mil mill I Millie I 111' l;i\\ s lit I lie ( 'nali'i' \ iiiii.
So iiiiirli I li.il it i('|tiMilci| lliiii Willi iiuuli iiiaii "11 iIm- carl li, " ' ' .
All' I < 'I'l ill aiiycr riirsi-.s I Imih ami .>cmls I ln' lU'lii^e I'iMtli,
For t'H't \ ilays ami f<iily ni-lits tin' rain in tnirciilM falls
Un' il 1 li" .\i k l^ litlcil iiiL'li ali'iNc till' miiuii1aiii.> tall,
And man :iiiil In iU't aii'i liinl "f air witli nii'' aiintliti \ i<-
For iitii'.'c tiohi llicir avvt'iil tatc. \\lnii' all an iIh'Miii'iI I" lit'.
Ah, < l"il. iM'hfhl till' aw till Ml iif. Ii->i In I III' tliiiml<'riiii4 .siviniils
As till' wiM uatcr.s i»f ilic I'iiiiiil swccji I'liiml ilic wnilil aiiil nMiml,
Anil mil liiii.; lail the .\iU i< m'im iipnii tiu' iniuiity \\a\t'
That suicpM III awliil inajoty "'i maiikiml'-i iiniiiiinii juravc,
Th»' Ark llial li'il'ls amitlni Aii.iin wlm.-,'' pinuciiy >liall spriiiL'
Forlli tiDiii that miulity iiii.iintaiirs li.isf |.> make I'.iitli -^ cilinis iiii!.' I
l\ rill. IIKI'.IM.W ^ : Jii'i Mm Pi I • \, M.
Now tiill iW'i t li'iiisaiul wars li.ixc svscpt ariu.ss lla' ili.il stmi''.
Ami I'lalit'l's 'i'owi.'r ami tatcliil Ikuii', likr iiii.st> ii: .i' 'nim' iiml u'lHic,
Anil Aliraliaiii, the rall'-il nf ( Iml, iDincs fort li miil stiiniN in \ H'W ,
The t'.it iici lit' a iiiij^lity K.iir - toilay'.s dc-ipi'-fil .leu I
Again livi liumlri'il yoar.s Iium' p.is.snl arrnss tin- samls ut 'riiiic,
Anil .Miisi-s ciiinct il, i-allcil ut « iml, th'' Inwuivi'i' siililiini-.
Anil slamis nil Sinai's aw till inniinl with t lie ^iiat <inil almir
And liriii^s ihinkiml tin I )i'i'aIiiL,'iu' mi lal.'cl.s madi' nt stniii' :
Again li\i' liiindu'd year/ lia\<' --wept like ^iiiisjiim' n'or lln' i:ia<s,
And SiiIkiiiiiii I 111' wise appr,ii.- a^ in a wi/aid's ,i.dass.
For :.iaudt'iii' ami tor ;iliny ami tnr \v isdnm timu'd nf nil
Wlin t'Vt'i' ruM- or ri'i'.'iii'd nr fill and pas-a'd licynml rci'all ;
Tht' iii'Xl ti\( liiimlrL'il vais wi >i'c tlir >.i.'plii pas.Mil a\\ay
Fi'oiii Isi'ai'l and from .linlali Inn. tln' kinLrdnn: in df. ay.
And liy t!it.' jstreani.s of Uiiliylnn, upmi tin willi,\ trees.
The llelirews liaiij.' their silenl Ifaip.-, to won the passim^ liree/c,
Sayiii'j' '/iniis iliildren -hall imi siie^,' tiie .sweet ^miLis of the free.
But 'liaiii ill I'rui.'l eaptn;-^' ea;.-! t heir drtar ( ' i]t' i\ ity.'
\ . .!!■: .i ■ I' i:;i-.'i' ; ,\. i>. I to ;'.M.
Agnm live liiindred y ar.s of time liase passed from earth .iway.
And full four thonsaml year.- have mllrd o'er iiiin and deiay.
Wlieii .ii'siLv Chri.sl Himself appeal's, tlie Li'^lii nf all the Wnrld.
And nil ( Jnl^^ot lia'.-. gloomy lu'iuhts His hanner hiinlit nnfui'ls,
Thf lilessi'd liamier of the ( 'ro.-s that all mankind mi^dit .see
The l-i,!.^ht n\ Heaven st re'iiniii'.;- tori II from 1 1 aLfie ( 'al\ ary.
And 111 ri' we pause and L;;i/.e ammid heiiealli this hlessed li^ht
And ■< iew the eoiwouise of the World, as from snine mountain lieit^hl ;
This L.Liht shines liaik to .Adam- liirtli. t hroii'.diouf the x.unshed yciir.-^
Throiiifh all the doom and deal h iml deart h that thmauh 1 hat spaee apiicar*
And lo I 'tis lit witii stills nt ;:old. llli-; i'alio|iy n| teiUs ;
And t'liWiird. Inn, llii.s hies.sed la^ht shim-- tliimiuh ilie inmin,' day.s
Till dl the earth is li^diled hy its unereiitcd ray.'^.
And earth and lieiiNcn join toM-ether in ('lirist's eteriiid praise, •
O, lilessod hi- III, It is l»y thee wu rca;l the World ariL,dit.
Without 'J'lici.' all the world i^^ ilark. on earth tht'i'c is no h^rht !
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I'OEMS AND SUNOS.
VI. TIIK ItuMANS- ('(INSTANTINK : -A. I». .StMt to ."tM».
And now tliit'c Iiundicd yi-ars liiivo pas.siid .since llie ledcfnier died,
And jiioud iind cn;el I'agiin lionu- to cin.sli His Climi.'li li.is tried,
" 'I'lu! Clii'istiiin.s to the lions I' tlieii' inhii.niiin liattle cry,
Tile Clirislian heroes glaiUy heat, most joyfully tluy die,
'I'o vindieute the ("luistian Kaitli and .)esns eiueilied.
Tieneath tlu; l)annei' of tin; Cross their white souls tied to <iotl.
'I'ill twenty million niartyr.s' l)lood hedewed the Konian sod,
'I'hen ;'oiistantine proclaims a trine, the persecution ceas*;,
And the fair Bride of .lesus Chrisl l)ehohls the l)eams of I'e.ice.
The Christian heroes then come fo;th fi-om the ihuk Cr,tacond)s,
That for three huiulicd ytMUs have been thei' chuiches and their tombs,
To iiolil aloft the tor(;h of Truth amid the gathering gloom.
From three long centuries bittei' tight with van(|uished i'agan Rome
They turn to meet ISatbarian hordes to hie the heathen home.
From north and south, from east ami west went these great preaeher.s fort;
To spread the light of holy Faith to faithest ends of <'arth.
;{()i-;{ A. I).
Apostate tlidian rises u|) to give Our Lord the lie,
To falsify His j»rophesy. His power to d«'fy,
Jint Christ confounds the guilty wretch his jilan is <•' crthrown,
And Julian dies confessing that the (!alilean Won.
4r.() A. l>.
Then comes Attila scourge of (!od against the gates of F^vonu',
His boast that green glass never grew where hi.s wdd s-teed had flown,
Hut great St. Leo goetli forth t.> meet this mighty Hun,
The Pope prevails, the King retires, Peace hath u \ ictory won.
47(» .». I).
Then sweep the barbaious northern hordes like vulluies tin their pi'ey.
And the j.reat Kmpire of the W'e.sl is iramjiled to decay;
Jiut greatei than a Constaiitine guides on the Church's bar(|ue.
And the great Light of all the World siiines through that epoch daik.
Vll. THK MAIIOMKTANS : A. II. ()IHI.
Mahomet's baleful inlhieme arises in the Kast
And like a pestilential cloud spreads swiftly to the West ;
Hut there's a light that ne'er grow;- dim on Rome's eternal hills
And theie's a voice that nevtr <lies, but lives and speaks and thrills.
And Rc)me"s gieat Vicar there enthroned sends forth the Master's W'wnl
And Chiistian Kurope rises up against the Mosh'in .orde, |
And from the hills of sunny (iaul back the invade) s fall
As later from Lepauto's (Inlf and lioni Vienna's walls.
VIII. rilK rKANKS(l!Arj.K\IA<!Ni:. A. I>. Sil(».
This nuirks the august period when the great Cluirles reigned
And founthtd a new Christian state where I'agani.sm Wauetl,
And nevtr greater nionar( h in any land held sway,
Than Chailemague, tlu' crowned of (iod, on that gnml ( liiistma'-' i>ay
When Leo's hands tlu^ golden ciuwn upon his bold blow pressed.
And Leo's lips proclaimed hi;n the git at l-lirncMoi of tln' West.
On the gieat throni' of Ca'sardom a nobh statv he planned,
'I'he mandate of our lUesscd Lord lie siemed to nndcrslani',
To "give to (."asar Ca • ar's due, to (otd His pist demand."
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Sjuicc!
To bat I
The\
But* I
But 1 1
Those
The\- H
Those
Behol 1
Behold
Behol. !
BehoM
Heh'>ld
Hear 1 1
Behold
Behold
Behold
As Vina
Behold
Behold
n
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er (lied,
liied,
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their tombs,
;an Koine
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preat'lu'i'is foil:
own,
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luul tlown,
von.
their prey.
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potli (lurk.
lulLs
lid thrills,
a.slei'.4 \\'(rfri
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led
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Vest.
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I'd KM S .\NI» S()N(iS. Ol
!\, llli; \S(.l,i>'s A\(is> : AI.IKKK. X. 1'. !mmi.
Acoiilury and in Kiij^laiid llie Saxon AlfVid iei<iiis
And liatlh's witli lii.s rotin'i y".s ;' -es tiic coiiiiiion toe tlie Oane ;
He (l"c,s 111(1 diixf them wlmlly forth, a foidiie r'-uiaiiis
Totrctultle fiitinc Kn<,di.sh kings on Mngland's throne to icign,
But Alfi'Cii haves his ■■oiintiy a Ljieat connneiee and good laws.
And the inenioiy of tli(! lialth;s fought and Won in Kughmd's cause.
And for a thousand yeai's his name tliioiighout ( 'hiisteiidoin rings,
For h'aining and for pietj' a .iiod'-l among Ivings.
\. iiii: im-ii : ni;i\\ n ii;i, \, o. I(tl4.
Another eeinuiv and we stand on ( 'Idiita'l's lialtU- plain,
Where Irehdid unfurls lit !■ tliig against the sa\age Dane,
And liia\c o|il iJiian gi\'-.> iiis suns and grandsons to the tield,
Who tight and bleed, as lieroes should, and die 1 lit do not yield.
While, lik(? another Mos('s, the saintly Ihian jtrays
That the great (i'ld of hosts may he npo' thi-ir side arrayed.
His prayer prevails, for that diisei day ei • sinks the setting sun.
The foe are ti>ing from the Held, tiie Irish arms h'\e won I
A flxiiig N'iMthman jiassing hy iieholds the monarch tliere,
His iiaiiils upraiseil to heaxfii in the attitude of prayer,
The saxage lifts his liattle a\e, []<■ smites the monarch down,
And Hrian goes to meet his (iu.l, and [n wear a martyr's crown.
\i. 'till. <'Hi sAiii.s ; i:trn\i:n i.ion hi. \i;r. \. i». llou to I.'iKK
Sjai'cely a century do we pass, the gri; i ( 'riisadcrs rise
To bat tie 'neatli the Cross of Clinst Hj.s Scpuhhrc the prize,
They |»reach, they tight, ihijy bleed ai:d die. and jiass from caitli awav,
But Islam JHilds the sepulchre e'en to this very day :
But they have shown forth the I''ailh ui colors dear and strong,
Those gallant soldii-rs of tin; cross, whom history lo\'es to wrong
They fought that His \h-a\- sepalcli.e from islam might be free.
Those heroes I »)■' the l']ight ( 'riisaihs ihu.sc I"viiights nf ('lii\alry
Ml. VI\(iNV III \UI.\ . sriirilKN I.Wi.luN. A I'. I'Jl.'l.
In those dark ages (so iniscalicli nan striiLTglcd to he free.
Old Kngland led the vanguard with iiei ('h.iit of i.ilierty,
Her prireh.'ss ('hart ot l''i(.'edoii. niMic picrinus far than gold,
Won from the cruel eowaril .lolm b\' Iiiu'D-i lien c and bdld.
O, h<ild it sacred, l-'aiLtlishincii. this ( 'liarter you ha\e won.
This gift fr(nn feudal fathers iintn thcif ficeljOMi sons.
Mil. Ti:i: -.1 Cl'i II : l; WNiH KiniiS, \. |i, l.'OI.
Behold thii lianneis waxing l)y honnic l>,inno< Ubiirn.
Behold the Seoteii preparing for batih -lim and stern.
Behold tho.se iiei'i es kii cling to Cmi, luil not ti> man.
Behold the royal Ivibcil as hi' assumes I'uinmand,
Behold the coiir.si.' ot Wallace, the martyred licin. there,
Hear the great shout thai at the -ight with raptiiic reiid^ the air.
Behold the tyrant Ivlward adx.uicc.s his migliiy Ikki,
Behold tile hinK(! and ridci in \]\n>v deep ditclies tossed.
Behold tin; awful innlliet, he.ir the S.dts" hiiid hu/,/a.
As van(|Uisiied Ivlxvard lueiis .md tlie.-, from Se,,tland •• far awa '."
Behold the biinners waving by hlo jdy 1! iiuio ■khurii.
Behold the course of NVallacc a con<|Uciot ret urn !
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POEMS AND S(»N(JS.
\rv. i'KiNiiN(. iNVKN'ii:i> : .idiiN iM rTi;M;ri:<;,.A. u. 14.")U.
Aiitl now we reiicli u pci-iod fi;a-uylit witli miglity ;^niMl and ill,
'I'lic iiiiprt'ss of wliosi; (loods and tlionj^'lit.s is i'ldl upon ns still,
A Miodt'st. inii:lit\' tJL'nri' moves on the ^^taLTt! ot" Tinic,
Whosf intliicncc stands ricaily '<u\ in (liaiaili'is Md)!iniL',
'I'lii; foundui' of the Printing Ait, the fiioml of all mankind,
J>y means of which we leaeh the tli!)iights of every master mind.
XV. AMKItriA : ClIIIISTol'lll'.K lOMMI'.rs, A. D. Mdlt.
All hail ! <.'rcat (Miristian hero, hail, sa;„'e and sailor hrave,
Tile hearer of the ("lirist ai'ross to mighty o^-ean \Nav«',
The tinder of a lu;ndsi)here, tiie fonniler of a slate,
(4re:it with the growtli of justice, oig uilli the whole world's fate !
(), let us leave Old luiropc's shore and follow in ids path
As lu! sails o"cr the stoi'iny seas and dares the storm king's wiath
And ]»lants ii])on our verdant slioi'es the tigui'c of the Cross,
That lie might win those souls to (hid i-i heathen darkness lost.
Ah, high and holy was his aim and (lod-Iikc his ilesign,
When lirst on Isle San Salvador he placi'd the holy sign
And kneeling down upon the sands Ik; wept for very joy.
Crying, " Holy, holy, holy Lonl, we lilcss thee (ioil most high,
We hless Thee holy .hssus Christ and in Thy sacred name.
To these, the Ishuuls of the We^t we lay a christian claim,
\\\i plant this cross upon the sands, wi; raise our Altar here
And oM'er Thee (), living (iod, our Sacrilice ami tears I
And tintu dear N'irgin Mary, our .Mother ever dear
'IMie prayers of thy devoted son-, llion, too. didst deign to hear,
And when the night was gathering dark, when hoj)e si-enied almost gone,
IJeside our frail and fragile haKpie, Thy peerhss presence slntne,
♦ We saw thee walk the stormy seas heside thy hlessed Son I
<). thank llim, Mary for us all, \\ hose heail leaned on ihy hi'east,
And ask him, dear " .Suiictis.5ima," to hitss this mighty \Vesl I"
(), Cenoa, the heantiful, (), <!enoa the proud,
Von gave the great Coliimiuis hirth, S|)iiiii gave him Itiit a siiroud,
And y<ni (), proud Aint>riea, have slighted e'en his name,
l?nt this \ ou cannot kec)) from him : a world's applause and famc! 1
AN'hile time shall he, whih; mankind hreathe, through all leeorded tinii,
The name of the gri'at (Iciinesc shall hiight and hrighter shiiu',
.And on ( 'oluinhia's mailile liidw shall gleam like stars of gold,
.•\nil on Coluinhias hiightest page as age on a^e is roli'd,
Till nuinkiiid"s mission is fullilled. its trouhled story told.
And the great N'olume of the WoiUl is withered like a scroll.
I'OEiMs AM) SOSGS.
aa
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The Lost Warship, " Victoria. "
ill,
uiinil.
Wliltll
lost,
lii,j;li,
lit'iir,
'.:(l almost gout',
siioiu',
y Iji'cii.st,
Veal :"'
I SlllOlKl,
ami faiiic! I
rt'i'orded tiiin,
■iliiii(\
gold,
lo
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'■ T-'ll l<.l llir l.ia\f.
rill' lii',i\r lliat ail' 11(1 iiioi-f." C'""'/" /'.
Moiiriit'ully liu' Ih'IIs arc lulling
I'^ir the liniii il 1>1 :i\ c,
Moiirntiilly th- \\a\i.< aic loliiiig
< )'iM' tln'ir stNi iii;i(lo-gta\i' ;
Mom iit'uUy llic wiiiil.s aif s\\( ipiiig.
All tlif land is tillcil with \M'i|>iii^
I'nr i\\v. \ ni( eli'ss \ icliiii.s sleeping
Xcalli the sad sca-\\a\o.
I'.iavi' Uiilaiiiiiii.'s fat licis. motlicrs
Miniiiiiiiu' for their uailaiil s.)iis.
Wives and ^ist^■^s, snns iiiwl lii'nt hers
Wailing for ihrir losl hived unes ;
Ah, the havfii' ;ind the slaughter I
Well may l>i itain's sons iind daughters
Weill *'"' 'li""^'' heneath tlu' water.s,
SKw'|)iuL' l>y ilhise silent guns.
it '.\ ,i.v U'lt OH iK'hl "I liatlie
W here llir eami"ii,. Immiu,,
ll was aol MJieie niuski Is i.ilth;
rii.i.t tlicy met thei'' ddoin :
Ihit where waves if the Iduf orean
jlnre liieui iin with pciieful nnitinu.
Thill ariisi till.' wild eunnnni inn,
^ aw nt d their orean tniiih.
N fs. :das 1 hr.iVe 'I rvun I'liiiidrrrd
lie w Is hut I mini
And while ■jailani Markli.iin wundeicd
Al till w iM e.immand,
Hushed the uarshi|is <>n eaeh lit her,
Itiished liUe lirother on a liiniher,
'["he ti-iital mak''s us shudder,
Tale v\ ith hiM'iiir stand 1
l)ee]» inl.i the vast '' \'iit (iria."
( 'rashed the " (.'aniji'iduw n."
-And ihose tWii great ih'imIi mnii.-^t el s
At eai'h other frowned '
.Ah, that iiuiUK'nt. awful, thriiling.
The " \'i.ini i.is" hull is lillim,'.
Soon the mighty shiji i- reeling.
.\ladl\ goin^ diiw II !
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I'OEMS AM) S()K(iS.
Swiftly sinks llu; vast *' N'iflDi'ia"
W'itli wull iiiyii fiMir IiuikIi'uiI iiiuii I
Siicli ii tiik' of suhliiiio lutrror
May \\i' iit^viT lu'ai' again ;
Koilcis hui'sting, walcis scalding
Diowning wietcluis screaming, tailing.
Amid sncli sights and sounds apjjalling
Came tlic fearful end.
Wliy prolong this tale of soitow
XVliicli wv. all liavt' leanieil too well?
Vain the woids I fain would horrow
This deep dirge to swell ;
O'er the grave where they are lying,
See, the white sea hirds are Hying,
And the winds and waves are sighing
MourufiilK , farewell I
Senator Burns.
Departed namesake ')f the Scottish jiard,
^'ou, too, have ])ass"d unto your last reward,
^' our spirit, sununoned, untoOod returns,
Dear, honored namesake of the glorious JJurus !
Well ami wisely have yon tlial name borne,
The white Hower of a Idameless life have worn,
Well have you acted your allotted part,
Of keenest intellect, of kindest heart.
(!od gives r.s many men of many minds,
And various duties untft each assigns,
Mach man must work as < lod to him has given,
And life's great end and aim is nomc and heuvtu.
(lod gives to each (die his peculiar gift,
The poet's poem and the tradesman'.s thrift,
Fie gives to each one his allotted part,
Tim statesman's wisdom and the artist's art.
^'our country called you to the highest pluee,
Amid the swiftest you had won the race,
Amid the strongest you the light have won
And reached the Senate with your work well done.
May (iod have called you to a higher (;rown,
A grander Senate may your soul have found,
Though place and profit the proud spirit spurns,
I place this trilmie on the grave of JJurns.
POEMS AND SONOS.
00
The Bells of Heaven.
W'licii liiiiuaii lu;iuts aic liiippy,
Wiien litV looks bright iiiul gay,
WliLii siiiilus tiic hlesbcil sunshine
L,'[)i>ii iiuf paths oacli day ;
When speeds the cliill Dci'cniher,
When ( onies t he j<i_vi>ii> .June,
(), jnytul lieai'ts reineniV)er
I^itf's sweet liells are in tune.
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W^^
-t*!^
Wlien tiui: h)\e"s ''onise runs snioothlr,
W'lien hising iieatts ;ue. true,
W hen far tiie i,'ieen eyeil monster
Is kept troni nu ami you ;
Wlieii eyes htoU Up lo liea\en
'I'o liless it for eai h lioon,
How sweetly eliinies the ni\isi<;,
The sweet IjcUs are in tune.
l^tit V hen tlic skies are frowning,
Wlien loving lieaits are eolil,
When happiness is ilrowning
In tiiisery uiitohl :
When hope iiesiile the heartii.slone
Sits like a erone an^l eronns,
(), then sail h(>arts, lemeinher
Ssveet liells are out of tune.
]')U(, hark I tiie lulls are ringing
l''ron\ lu'a\ en unto earth,
'J'he joyful message l>ringing
Of tile Kedeemei's hiith ;
( t, listen, sail luarls i i\en.
To t hell- relesi ial rune,
■{'he liiessed llell.-^ of llea\en
Art ne\i'r out t<\ t mie.
Sonnet.
To :>. L'ifl witli II I'ii'iure ut i llnral Seeiie.
Dear -Mollis
May yoM' futnie hiiuie lie 'live to this
May llu! hinls sings swictly on tiie iiranehes liedde it,
May tie- rii-es t'ln^m in yoni- ganh'n and upon your
t'lieeks id! the day long ;
May no idonds apjiear in tlie blue dome ahove you,
May the song of the hree/.e, as it sighs through the trees,
lit', " Mollie, nty darling, 1 lo\e you."
V
oG
I'OKMS AND SoSGS,
The Golden Silence.
Air— "Tlic Lo.sl Cli.iid."
" S\vc("( spcucli is nic'ioly silver, ))iit silence.' is i)Ui'e gold,"
Tlie truest, tersest proveil) that e\ei' lias lieeii told ;
Koi' iiniliiii;,' l)i!t tin- sliadow of lliotiglit tlii'oiigli sneaking lluws,
]>iit tile smi/ (if dee]) emotion sweet Sileiiei- only knons.
All, far from the loud woilds riot my s|)irit yearns to he
Where tin- sjieli of the <loldeii SileiK.'e is falling over iiie.
(ireat is the siieaUei's powei' and grand his thoughts may 1)0,
I5ul tlu! spell of thc! (Joldeii Silence has sweeter eharnis fur ine ;
( ), dear is the goldi-n silence unto the dreamer's soul
\\'heii thoughts too di.cip for language across Ids spirit roll.
(), far from the world's coihiiiot ion my sjiirit longs to he
When the s|)ell of the (lohlen Sileiii'c is stealing o\er me.
Sv net is the t\\ ili^hl lionr. when diiylightdreaming dies,
The magi'' of its iiower upon my spirit lies,
Sweet is the s<mnd of music that falls U]»on the ear,
And the voices of loved ones singing are even yc't more dear.
l')Ut (), tlu'y are all discordance ami afar I fain wmild he .
\\ hen tin,' spell of the (loldiii Silence is hroodiiijr cner me.
As when in some vas< iMlh' dral the soul in silence pravs.
Afai' from the outward riot, the worlil and ils wicked %\ays ;
And there l)efore ('iiiist's Altar, our spirits speak to Him
Who dwells within His temples in the shadows deep and dim.
(), far from the outward riot my soul delights to he
When the spell of ■■<iifh ( ioldeii Sileni'c falls sweetly over ine.
A Mother's Lament.
(). wh''rr is my hright little fairy,
\\'hcre is my innocent doxc,
Whcie is my licaiitiful Maiy.
Wiicrc is she',' Sweet lit III' love I
Cold in till' grave she is sleeping,
( ) er her the tall gr.isscs wave.
While hell' ill tlie silence I'm weeping
l''or my sweet liulc L'irl in the i^iaxe.
\o more shall we wander logelher
.^ly sweet little ilarling. and sing,
No more the sweet llovvers well gather,
N'o more I lie dear echoes shall ling.
Farewell to you Mary, my trea.-iire,
J'^arewt'll lo\e for many a day,
Aly life, lovi'. has lost all ils iileasurt'.
Dark grief has hlle<l up the full measure
Since von, dearest heari. Went awav.
l>'ii:.\IS AND SoN'(JS.
Lament of the Fair (ieraldiiie.
LiiK'.^ wiiiicii jit'U'i- iiNuliii;,' "TIk; ('lu'oiiifk'.s of Wimisof ( 'ii,stlo," fi.n-
tainiii^' iui iic<niiiit of Ihr Lmly I'lli/iiln'tli Kit/gi-i-iM, s\ lio was ln'tnitlicd to
the Iviil lit Siiiicy, lull wIk'isl' nupliiils wuio toihidduii liy Kiiij; Moiiiy
VIII.
Tin' Dnki' of l-xiclim-iiid wus iilso a .suitor for tlit; liaiul of t!if fair
GeniMiiio.
(), Sinicv uc .III' ]tiu'l»'(l sofo.
< iooillivc, !i,y lovi'. ^^ooil-liyo,
I long lo lay my iu'liiiig lioai't
rpoii your liri'ast and die, my love,
I 'jion \ our lufa.^t ami dii.
JJrasf l!i.-hmoiid hv liatli acted wdl,
A.s iioidf kni<,dit.s isluudd do,
I'lito hxa suit hath .said farewidl
Ami loft my heart to you, my love.
And left my heart to you.
Kiiii,' lleiiry he hath ])aited us
r>y his \ inilictive will,
I'.ut O 1h' ranuot part our souU
And w !■ ale hivers still.
(), 1 will leave this Mnglish laud
And sail to Im'Iu's shore,
And when I reach that lo\ely strand
I'd'chance I'll weep no more.
1 long to lay mu down in death
iH'ueath the shamrocdis green ;
I'll hless you Mith uiy pai'ting hrealh,
\(>n\ faithful (Icraldiuc, my love,
\ our faithful ( lei'aldiue.
Ah, would to Cod that 1 ue-re tlead.
For deiilh 1 daily sigh,
1 long to lay my aching licad
I'pon vour hreasl and dii , my lo\f,
rpoii youi lircast ami die.
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1'OKMs and songs.
Jaitie.< Murdoch.
■iH
III Mciiioriain, IHiK'i.
I'll Hconi to pliici' a honowiMl wreath
Upini the grave of any man,
IJut tliat which 1, myself liad formed
With my own heart and hand.
I'd scorn to place a hnrrowed wreath
Mucli more to phice a stolen one,
'riii.s is my wreath f)f .song I jilace
Upon the grave of your <lear son.
I cannot say I knew him well,
l>ut what I knew of him was good,
From what I saw 1 well could tell
He would do justice if he could.
He needs not praise from me nor hlame,
Tis not to praise him that 1 come,
'Tis but to gi\e a tribute due
To kindly lips now dumb.
1'hose kindly lips spoke kindly words,
'I'hat imlicate a kindly heart,
His tongue was not like pointed sword
To rend the (quivering tlesli apart.
A truly modest man was he,
As men of wcjrth should always be,
And destined to a better fate
Than toiling here in misery.
(loil rest his soul, this kindly friend,
<iod bless his parents' loving heart.s.
May <«od be with them to the end
And bid their griefs dejtart.
Desires.
I do not wish for honor,
I do not seek renown,
Kalse fame, 1 frown upon her,
1 ask the poet's crown.
I tlo not seek a patron,
I ask but to l)e free,
I do not Miriurn what I have not,
( iod's gift's enough foi' me.
PoKMS ANP SON'<!S.
o9
DllllU- KilllUlU' I sllOlll'l ■ llCilt luT,
Slif sliall in>I filter ill,
M \' solids ti» nil' ;n<' swt'ctt'r
i'liim the ucaltli tin- woililUiii,'^ will.
Tlic |l(»('l S cinwil i.t gl"iy.
IJy sutVci iiijj; iiiiidt' sweet,
The t rile uii\ iiniislieil stinv
'I'lie I'.saliii of Life idiiiplele.
I'll siii^' iis (I(m| shall .show iiiu
( tf iieav en and nt eartli,
I care imt who may know me,
Or what may he their worth.
I'll asl-. fitr grace from Heaven
For light to sing aright
Ami when the call is given
I'll gladly say " good night.'
(lood night hut not good liye, friends,
Cood night lint not good l>ye.
May .lesiis Chiist lie with you,
Ai tlie lunment when y >ii die.
The Madonna and Cliild.
< lazing t.id.ay on " Madonna and Chilil,'
I'leaiitifnl, innocent, modest and mild,
'I'he (jiiestion I ask " Is it worthy to he
IMesl Light of the \\Oild, a true iiicture of 'rheeV
Some 1i(!aiiliful yoiilli with liis sunny locks curled
JWit not the sweet Face of the Light of the \\ orld.
Some Inautifiil maiden heforc me I see
IhiL no( tlu' suc.et Face of the Slai' of the Sea.
.lesus and Mary forgive the poor souls
Who painted liiose pi(;tiires foi' liread or for gold,
l''iir passion or jiiidi', or perhaps tor tlu'ir ait,
]5iit O they were lacking in genius or heart.
•Ml, man ciiniiot paint your sweet face divine.
For vanity holds him too long at her shrine.
No other face.s like tlio.se facres shone.
Surpassing the sunset, .surpassing the dawn,
Surpassing tlie noontide in splendor hy far,
Sitr[)as>iiig aurora, surpassing the stars,
Surpa.ssing in mildness the beautiful moon,
In richness and beauty the roses of June,
Surpassing the lily for purity sweet.
In tiiosi' matchU'ss fai:es (iod's beauties all meet.
No mans hand, nor angel's, (.oidd e'er lifipo to trace
Such heavenly purity, beauty and gratx".
A\\, luan cannot paint those sweet faces divine,
For vanity holds him too long at her shrine.
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I'oKMS AN' I) SnN*(iS.
riollie Darling
" 'I'lu' siiiiU' iukI tlu' \xnu\ \]\r sonj,' iiiiil (III! ilii'gf,
Still follow t!ii(h otlicr like mh^' upon .sui'j^<.'. "
Mai'y liiul II iiolilf iiaturo,
Sweet luid gentle, pine ami fair,
Mary was a lovely cieatuie,
Fair of form ami fair of feature,
Sweet blue eye.s ami golden hair,
])Ut my ilarliiig now is Hleei)ing
In the colli and (sih-nt gra\»',
O'er her head the stars art; weeping,
lioniily, nigntly vigils keeping
)*or my Mary true and hraAi'.
Ah, my love, I well lememlicr
When the leaves liegan to fall.
When your dear eyes,' daik and tciidei',
N'eiled from nn- theii' lo\ ing splendor,
And your tigure, light and slender
i^ay heneath the salile pall.
All my life in gloom was (•louded
When your gentle form was shrouded
With white lilies on youi' hreast.
When you vanished from my \ isioii
Into that liiight land elysian,
Unto your etei nal rest.
Often have wo roamed together
In the lovely long ago,
In the radiant .summer weather.
Where the hawthorn hushes grcnv,
In the lo\ely, sunlit meadows.
Where the elms cast their shadows
And tiie nuirinuring waters How.
Stoo:! v.e l»v the smilin<' river
In a sweet, ecstatic dream,
l>le.ssing ( lod. the gracious liver,
Kor our happiness snjjremc :
Sang we acmgs of s\niny gladne.ss,
(C Changed, alas I to sighs of sadi;ess)
Floating down the shining stream.
Ah, mv love, no more we'll wander
^^ here the halms of (lileadgrcw.
Near the dear old homestead yondei',
Happy hours no more we'll sijuander.
By that hank no moi'e we'll ])onder
While the doves around u.s Hew,
I'OKMS ANI» S(»N(;S
()1
■'M
NcvrMiuiMf Willi liiMLtlitiT iiirrry
Sliull Wf waii'li'i till- alirld
Wlii'ic III'' lu-i'iu.H t'liiits iiml lifiiicH,
\Vli<'i«- till' lia/fl iiiit.s ;iiiil rlifi'iifs,
{\i\:r us their i!cliri>mi> yii-l'l.
?Nr\ "t liii>ri' ii> '•Vt'liillL; 'loses
SliiiM I ln' 'hIiii' iif I Ih' I itM-.-s
( ii'iu iiii; in t 111' iiiii 'It'll tiiir,
Ol tlu' .-Wl'tt Ml'lll "f '. Ik' i I'lVlT
( .nil IH U III II IIk' 'lilV IM OVI'I',
1- illm;,' all ill'' tVagruiil uif.
Xt'VtM-iiii'i ■ l.i-i.If till- lio.irUi><''>iif
Sliall Mi> Mnlli' •liiiliii;' ^iIl■4,
Solids u( hriiit-. I'.V sinmu iImu.
Snw^s nf l.iM- illlil -^iii t'i>v.L;i^<''i.
Snugs "I iiiDtlit IS, iK.liif ami I'-'aveii.
Songs lliat iiiaiU- tin.' nl'l ihhisc iIiil.'.
My sui'i't, singing liinl isMlciit.
Hcl' swi'fl V'tiiu- 11" ii;i)ir 1 li''ai'.
Kinging tlnniigh tin- t'Vcniiig glnaiiiiiig.
WliiMi my ilailing. tiii^il loaniing,
Sal uiiil •^ang so s\\ iMt ami .ii'ai-.
All, no luoru my love 111 least' you,
Dill you know IM die to ploase you
Maiy of fli(; 'iiiling liiiii V
Did you kii'W my lii'ail was acliing,
i)o you knosv lluil I'-eail is hiiMking
In its sili'iil, tU'i'i> iKspaii '.'
ITfiv lu^siiU' her gravi' i'lu sighing
Whoso swi'L-t spirit i;i with <loil ;
LitiK' love who kissed iiit; dying,
Little do\c so jowly lying
Fast asleep liene:itli the sod I
\'ainly in-w my heart is calling
To my Mary fond and true.
On her grave the siiows are tailing,
On my lieai't a rliill ai»pidling
'I'lhit li.'fori- it never knew.
lU'st in peaee. sweet Mnllii- darling.
\Vc sliall mee! mi earl li no nmre,
O'ei viiiir L'ra\e the sloiiii is snarling
And the SHOWS in drifts are whirling
And iii\ heart is sr.d and sore.
When the Spring retm ns with showers
'I'll iiilorn your lai :y lonili.
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I'nKMS AND soN(JS.
1 .sliiill stifw il u'lr with flowcrH,
Miikiiij,' it a lovely Itowt-r
Wlieif to |»iiMs the wcuiy li<nir«,
lliiw my (lailiiij^'s j^nivo .sliall hlodiri I
1 sliall pray for your Nwctit s|»iiit
'('•I till' gratioiis (!o(l ai)o\(.',
1 shall imitatt; your inurit,
III my imiiost heart Til wear it,
Nlarv, ilnai and gentle dove.
Farewell, Mary ! inust I say it
To my pi ieeless, picrU^ss one ';
But riod's will, we iinist oliey it,
All I iny love would not j^'ainsay it.
She would eoiiiisel me to pr;iy il :
(lod's most holy w ill he done I
Hon. Thos. F. Gillespie, H. P. P.
O far away where tin; li^ht of day dawns on tlu^ dieamiiij^ seas.
Where the shainroek grows, where the bright Lee Hows hy Sliam'on to tlie
sea,
In that lovely land was I'oiii the man whose death we now dejiloie,
Tiic genial j^'a<'! ol wiiose kindly face shall greet our eyes no more.
I'.rave, Iior.eU Tom to hi' rest has t,<)iie in the dear old mother, Kartli,
He hii ■ laid ,:,,ii dow n to the sle*'p profound far from his place of liirth ;
While iir'.' I if in waves lietweeii his grave and his cradle grandly roll,
Singing ;c(jiiiein for Miis man of men, of the pure and upright soul.
What sliall we suy in his praise to day w lioie head is lying low.
Who was tine as steel to tin; people's weal in the late ami the long ago ;
He fought the good tight, he kept the faith, while others went astray,
He has laid him down with a true mans crown which none .sliall take
away.
He spent his life in a noble strife with the (wanitry's bitter foes,
A unxlest man wluni the strife began, but a hero at it.-; clo.se ;
He stood for Kiglit when the bilte- li;.dit waged on the side of wrong,
}Ie was (juiek to .speak wi.cn the poor or weak were outraged by tlu'
strong.
Ho has gone to rest I on his honoiM breast may the turf lie light and
green,
I et thj ro.ses bloom on hi.' liouorM tomb, let the lilies there be setm ;
Let his Iior.or'd name, all t ee from b'anie be his county's honest priile,
" An honest iraii." so his I'ceord r.in, and as siicli he lived and (lied.
I'dK.MS AM) S(»N(.S.
o:
>.)
I he I. ate (lovertior lio>d.
" 'I'lif wuiU iii< II ili> !•< iHit tlii'ir test alipiu',
Tlio l(i\c liny A in i.s far t)ir licttti piut." O'Uiilhj.
■* 'I'lii' work lif ilnl is not lii.s Irst alniK',
TIk' liivc lie Willi is fill tin- liilirr piirt,"
So s!i mill \\v Miiv iif liiiii fi'f ulmiii \\^■ iiiiiaii,
l'"nr \". Iinlil w r sfailil ayliH.sf, witli st I icUc'ii licait.s.
Mis luii;^ ami ;,'n'al iiircci is at an rinl,
Ami KaiiK? riliall i ruwii liiiii witli a wroatli well wmi,
l!ut I.i)\«' Ill's lilffiliiij,' fur tiic ]K'()|)1» 'm tiitiiil
So soroiv slrii:Ufii «'ri' liis work wna doiic.
oas,
"iliain'oii to till'
leplort',
(J inoiL'.
HM'. I'lartli,
lit! ot iiirtli ;
iiiilly loli.
;lit soul.
ow,
lie long ago ;
•nt astrav,
HOIK- hIkiII takn
No liiirr 1 1 limit' louli! a people give
'i'o file groat map. mo lately at tlieir head
'I'liall tluit lie ill llieil Ileal ts li\ love did li\('.
And thai liy love tlieieiii lie still survives tlioiigli d«'ad.
Ill sain tlie poet.s tune tlieu' lay.s or sing llieir .saddest songs,
Or oiatoiri proejaiin tlie piai.si of liiin, tin; great one gone,
Vain are the words we- say. we imiiiioI It'll I lie xoid
'I'liat is in all liearts to-day for mil own .loiiii lioyd.
Kail' woinaniiood's pure tears and cliiidliood'.s gentle voice
{..aineiit the nolile man who hade their hearts rejoice ;
Ah, they sliill iii>>uin hitn most wiio his friendship ha\e ('iij"yi'd,
JSut ail a tiiemi have lo.-it in the lute John IJoytl.
On thi.s siiliject, sadly sweet, it seems sacrilege to dwell,
I'hoiigh with syiniiathy complete e\eii stranger hearts might svsell,
I'lveiy heart with sorrow heats to the thiohhing ol the hells,
A response their tM'hoes meet a.s they loll his funeral knell.
Crying owl o'er tower and street : " farewell I farewell II farewell III
We are tolling for the hopes and the iiap'jtiness destroyed,
Jiiit l>le.4sing on ihe meim)r3 of the late .loliii Jloyd.
5t. Angela.
r^es,
•f wrong,
trag(!d hy t!ic
f lie light aiiil
he seen ;
lest pride,
ind (lied.
Her hair was hrown, with a gleam of gold
And over her yhonldeis in ringlets rolled.
Her forehead was hroad and smooth and white.
Her eyes were large and hlne and hiight
And her fare wa: tilled with a holy light.
All sweet as a saint's was her holy smile,
All light and love and free from guile,
llei' lijis were roses, hei teeth were pearl.^,
Oh, she was a rose from the garden ot girls I
Her swanlike neck was white as snow,
And her voice was soft and sweet and low ;
|i> tones were char as those of a hell
V
(J4
I'UKMS AND S()N(;S.
Aii'l iijMiM I lie ear in imisic t'l'Il.
ilcr licaiil it'iil cars like scaslwlls sinall.
And lu'i- fmni was slii^lil and Htiaij,'lit and t
H«-c lolu- was wliito and lii'i i^ni'dlc j^itHMi.
And lici' stc|i was liiiht as a t'aiiy ((incn's,
All. .slir was uoitliy a (juci-n to Wf,
'I'liis wild wliih' loso of Miraniiidii,
Mnt .slu' covelod ui>t an cait Idy fiown
And lii'i' lovely life called hlessin^^s down,
Her look was that of a girl in love,
lint lier tlioiights were all of the Loi'd ahov
J'"or iliin she lo\ ed an<l for Him she ,sigli(Ml
And for the iJridc^iooin she loved she died
Kairest flowers are soonest deail,
The liright'. .>il li'ossonis are tvuliest shed,
'i'hc sw«!etest odors arc swiftest lied I
lint ii were lieltei' the grave should close
Alii.NC tiiis hiMutifiil, liudding rose
Than tliat soriov or shanu; slionld ni'" hei'
As a child of fame, or neglected wife.
While her lo\ely memory, so swciet and ]ni
Among her |»eo|ih' shall long endure.
Win; laid hei- down to the long, last dream
liy the Ijcautiful hanks of the l.-ounding sir'
'ri'.is fair, young creatme with scaicely all;
This child of Nature, sweet Angela.
life
(Mill,
IW,
Napoleon I.
Suggested 1)V a picture of the deatii scene ut St. Helena.
Angel forms were hovering o'er him on that daikly dreadful night.
Those of Death, Hespair and Darkness, those of Life and Love and F^igli',
And ahove the prostrate sleej)er they ])rolonged the fearful ligiit,
rntil Ileavcii's Hand leleased him and his spirit took its flight ;
'{"here were angels hy his bedside, angi Is iiiight in human form,
There were lovely little cliildren, sweet sad souls so pure ami warm,
As the hero's soul departed on the wild wings of the stoini I
,#
All, Najjoleon, hrave Napoleon, it was lighting you should die
'i'o the sor.iid of Itooming tiiunder ami storms loml lullaliy I
It Was ii,<'et yonr dying innrmur was a siiiotlieriMl Uattle cry,
I'lit most meet tiiat litt !e children liy your hcd were standing nigh
Who might waft youi' soul to iu'aveii with a prayer and gentle sigh.
Ah, the (,'hiist Messed little children I they could eoni|uer over you,
Wiiose hard heart, thougli long a traitor, unto truth was ■•<o/»ftl)it(x triw.
Kspeeially when Death dissolved the dark mists from your view ;
For, although you were a tyrant, youi' hrave heart was human too,
And the (hives thereiu might nestle wiiile aloft your eagles Hew,
I'OKMS AN!) SO.N(;s.
05
Canada.
I';itn<>1i<^ SdiiLT. Aif " S!iiinil<iii liclls."
Soiu lii,L;li, Miy sniin-, oii |Mi(tir' iiiiiiuM,
(Inil s;i\(« (»l\|' SiiS'Orc:il,NI, Ullf ^liU'i. HIS (,>I|IM'II,
(Joel .siivc tlic lu'ads of iKir ■ i,,st | )<iiriiiiiiiii.
Tlif I.onl Kill] Ludy nf AIici'<1<'im.
Si)iU' liigli, Miy soul. 1)11 siil)limcst pininii,
!5t'y'iii(l t hi' I !-,)iiils of tliti ii/iu'o doiiic,
(ioil 1(1. ss our iioMi', oui- iH.w Douiiniou,
(■Oil liles.s (Mu rouutiN', (li"l lik'ss our lioino.
Itlen;
fnl iiii,'Iit,
Love aiiil Lii^li',
il fi>,di(,
Hij,'lit ;
lU fol 111,
iiml Uiuiii,
II !
y ■
■vy,
(liiiLC "'uli
j;<Millc' isigli.
r over you,
■■<oi>i(fi»irx tnif.
I' view ;
iiiiiiii too,
■s fK-w.
(), far away wiioiT tiif lovely lily.
The pure uliile iinhlem of iiiuoeeuee
(ii'ow.s ill the laud of roinautif lieauty,
Fioiii tiie vii'.e ehul hills of hisloiie FraUfe,
i, 'artier and Cliauiplain in ages olden
fame to our Caiiaila's sea-washed sliori',
]Joth tilled witli dreams of a region golden,
A dri'aiii to lliem, hut a dream iio more ;
]''rom tlif laml wliere hlooms the fair type of heauty,
Old i'liigli'iid's Io\ely and blushing rose,
Laud of grt'eii meadows and haul horn Iiedgerows,
Land wlieie the heiiutlful A\on flows ;
The elussie land of immortal Shakespeare,
Majestic Milton and Tennyson,
(.'ame \iliage Hampilt^iis aeross t.he ocean
To light the battles foi' freedom won.
From tlu.' brave land where, the hardv ihisMe
(mows on old Si (>tland"s historie hills,
W'lifie through the heather the wild winds whistle
And the sweet songs of Sir Walter thrill ;
lleioir laud of a Mruee and Wallace,
itomautii' laiul of a Rolteit ]>urns,
( >f dohn Mai.'tlonalil, our I'ountrys leader
Whose memories live in histoiie urns.
From l-a in. land of the lo\ely SliamrocU,
Swce! moilest tyjte of the Trinity,
l^aiid of green \ alley.s and rushing river.s.
Tin; emerald gem of the rolling sea :
Land of the yiftfd and great O'Connell,
Land of the sweetest of sinicers. Mooio,
l^aud of our own dear MiMJee the martyr.
All I ii il 111 pathos, of fame Heeure,
('.line pioneers of this infant nation
In the dark days of the long ago,
I'aiduring faniiiu' and ail privations.
Kxposed to death from the sa\age foe ;
GO
r*)L:MS AND SON(JS.
They .stcaiiiiicd the loneiit, they .scaleii llio inoiiiitaiii,
'l'li"y follt!(l the forest, they f(»umU'(l lioiiKiS,
Tlicy worsliippi'.l (Jod liy the .stfcains and fountains,
HoiK'atIi lii^li liiavt'u's liinc, smiling (Innic.
Tlity canio. tlicy saw and, liki; ("a-sar ((incjuoicd,
'I'licy Ituilt yieat ititits Ity lak«' and siroiini,
Tlioy tounil a foicst tlicy rni<le a natinn
And loaliscd nolili- (Jhaniplain's uriMni.
From tin; giuon liankb of tin' l)i'oitil Si, J.a'.vrence,
Unto 'Am far, swift Sa '- i' Iicwan, *
From wild Atlantiu to (.'hi I'ncitic,
From uoldfn sunset t<> i'msv dawn.
From fair Prinee Kdward, dear isle of l)eauty.
Our westei'ii Ircdand, fair and fiee,
Whose sliiies are washed liy 1 hi^ wich; Atlantic.
Whose Liverpool is our .Miiamieiii,
^^'ilose liardy sons wi'ro mu' l)oon companions
[u Held an<l foie.st, l>y lake and stream,
Who lo\'e tiieir law witli a love romantic,
Whose simple songs are a [ioi't"s dream.
From fertile valleys of N'o\ a Scotia,
'{'he lovely land of l'",\ aULiclinc,
Whose; sweet, sad song niak'i's the land romantic;
And \h\\a to lilush false Koniance's ((uecns ;
From the fair vales of our own New llrunsu ick
Tile lau'l of nniili' Madame Latour,
Whose deeds heroic shall lie rcmeudiered
L(jn'f as the love of the ^ood endures.
-,M
•s
To Stadacona (,)u ^hue historic,
(Crowned by lier i'0(;k-toundeil citadel,)
\\ here j^allant Montcalm and Wolfe heroic
In hat tie fought and in hattle fell ;
To Ville Marie, on tlu' Itoyal M(uintain,
Where stands the City of Monlieal
A goni of lieauty, of Hashing fountains .
\\'hose siinkissed waters i<i music fall ;
Unto the hanks of the dai k " Utawa,"
Where stands tlie City of Ottnwa,
The enpital of this vast donnnion.
Our seal of statecraft of wit and law :
Still fuither on to where gieat 'I'orouto
Stands hy the shoies of (Jntario,
^Vhere stood unhroken piimeval forests
S'arct'ly one hundred siuut \ ears ago.
To the great West, where the rolling pi'airies
Untold Itefore us like seas of gold.
Tlieir nohh- wheal Iji-lds. as if the fairies
M
I'liKMS AM) S<tNT;s.
(i7
ll:ii| lil(.-.s('il this rci^imi with wealth mitdlil ;
K< \iinil tli>' iMi>iiiit:iiiis, whfic fail' ( '"Itiiiiliiii
Sits oil \ivv thiHiic !i_\ the oi'Ciiii stiiuni,
I'min Kust t'> \\ I'-l -111 tht' wiii_'.s nf fancy
Wo 1l;iv i- ! LlVVt ■til lll'i^l of tllis Iii\f!y I;uiil
X(«\v In-ill;,' tlif Ko.-'O ii.iiil tilt' lovely IJly,
Tlu- liMf'ly Tliistlc uiiil Shiuiu'ock true,
'I he Maple i.i'iif iiiwl the Pine's ^'reen hrancjies
,jS. The ( 'lis cr sucel uinl the \'io|et Idiie,
Aiit] hind I hem all in a lioiinie iJoiiijUe!
Ami lay il down on oiii' Coiniiiy's Sliiine,
Our fail' young Canada our (,)uefn of !>eauty,
IlL'ign in oin' hearts 1\ ymif ciudit divine.
Reiiou-s Kiver Vallc\.
rieineiiilier iJeiioii:, I'lvci valley.
'I"he >ieene of our seiiool^oiiiL; days,
Of iniity a riot and rally,
Dear tlieuie of our Ioviul: [iraisr ;
W'lion on tin dear, dead past 1 pondei'.
I'ly turns I am jfrieved and .imused
i\ Ml] of the dear \ alle\ :j.i"\\ toiidei ,
'I'he lie.iut iful \ ale of l;i uolls.
Cll.iru^- 1), retiHDi'ier the IxMUtitid ri\ei
And on its dear imiiiories muse,
( iod \,ii.-^.< it forever and e\er,
The licautiful vale of llenous.
Uememlier the heautifn! meadows.
The .stalely and tall (dm trees
Where oil' in the .-iweel siimme-i' shaclows
We heard the dear hum of the hees ;
lunnemlier diar idass-mates so ek\er.
Life's sinishine in shadow is fus.il,
We have' parted, i' may ln' fore\c!',
J')\ the iMMUtitrd hanks of IJmous.
I .en e- 111 her t lu' si llool 1 1 \ t he \\ ii \ --ii |i!,
it stood Oil 1 he iirou of tht hill.
Though the siholars are seatteri'd far from.il
The ()!<l s'diool is standing there still ;
It vvas then that we 'earm.'d our first lessmis.
It was tlu-re the old liooks we perused,
!l was there we got many a dressing
In thai liltlt,' old school at Itenoiis.
Itemeinlier the teaeher.^ who taught us,
I he most of them now in the grave.
We hinglied ill the w i.sdom they hroughl us,
'j'lie lieantjfu! eounsi'js t|iey gave :
OcS
I'OKMS AND SONGS.
TIio UK.s^t of their toacliitig and Uiruniniing
Uiit tt'iiiU-'l our luinils to confiiso,
'I'lu'V "avc us tlu' (l(jvirs own drunnning
In tTi<.8<' littU- oM schools of l^onous.
Thev taught us to icaci. write anil cipher,
To work l.v the great " rule of three,
(), hoys, how we all ha.l to " liyper^
Wli'en stung hv the hig " Spelling Hee ;
Our antics wouhl anger the master
(lod help the poor fellow accused,
Uur hearts and out pulses heat faster
When the ruler came down at Henous !
But now thev arc dead we forgive them,
They worked for the best 1 am sure,
And we who succeed, who outlive them,
Have many worse follies to cure ;
Though cruel tliev still were kind-hearted,
Their foibles then freely excuse
With a sigh for tiie faithful departed
J<'rom the beautiful vale of llenous.
Daniel O'Connell.
(Lines suggested by a picture (.
f the great Liberator.)
I sec before nic a handsome heio
Standing beneath a wide spreading tree,
And us he gazes far into the future.
What in that wonderdand does he see?
As there he stands in his splendid beauty,
Tlie gaze of his dreaming oyes far away,
Does he dream of Love or' of Fame or Duty,
Of home or Heaven ? O, who shall say !
Blue are his eyes as the skies above him.
Dark is hisclusteiiug, (-urling hair.
Ah, wonder not that the whole world loved him,
This handsome hero so brave and fair.
Blue is the mantle that falls aiound him,
Folding Ids form of majestic grace,
Wlule as the snow is the hound l)eside lum,
< lazing up to his master's f.ne.
Beliind him rise hii^ own Kerry mountains,
His iiome li 's low in the lovely vale.
His ears are eharmed by tlie murmuring fountains,
But his soul is sad at his country's wail,
Writ
^OEMS AND SOKGS.
G9
For the weeping genius of lovely I'lin
Followed ever her liero young,
He hears her cry o'ei' tlie hills lU'spairing.
And his hrave heart is witli anguish wrung.
HivS arms across liis hroad hreast are fohU-d.
His Itright, blue eyes are hcdiniuieil l)y tears,
For his country's thraldom who could Ix'hold it
Unmoved, that thraldom of long, long yrjn's.
Ah, 'tis a |»icture of young O'CoiuuU,
Old Krin's chief and her uncrowned king,
Her Kiman(!ipatf)r, her l^iberatoi-.
Whose glorious praises slu' loves to sing.
He was a giant in mind and statuie,
And from the serener lunghts looked down.
He was a king hy the riglit oi nature.
And he won his eounlry's most gloiinu.-s rrowu.
This great apostle of Auitalion,
The world of his day proi'ouudiy slii red,
This hero -chief of a gallant nation.
His weapons Truth and In r golden wffrd.
Much dill he win for his siiirkeu nation.
Much he acccmipli.^^hed for tiod ami in, in.
liut still the brand of base degradation
Is rai.sed to mark his ludoved land.
0, silent tongue in far oil" ' dosner
Thy long, sfi-d silenee is
For her anyu
ni.
ji'in s loss.
islied prayers still aseeiid to heaven
For patience to bear her most cruel ero.ss
-born rii'hts may to her be gi\en,
That her heaven
That her shi). of State, by the .storm long driven.
May lind a safer, sei-ener hiiven,
No longer tempest tn.st.
Impromptu Lines,
Written after reading Hanim's nuvel " I'eter nf the Castle,
With Pxosa's ihiwers on her bieasi
Fair Kllen le^ts within the grave,
Sweet be her sleep, her dicamless rest,
This pure heart fond ioid true and bra\e :
This brokenlieailed ..ii-- wlin Invcd
The man whi.m Kosalie >liall uiai ry.
How .strange, how sad. her fate has proved
Jieside whose grave we may not tarry,
lint whih; our licarts with sa<lness swell.
We murmur ; '• KUen fair, farewell I
70
iMiKMS ANJ) SOXGS.
Beyond the Bars.
All'
I'.iiniias Hanks.
'riir Willi w »;nl 'lowu out- .siimiiiL'f s eve
111 lovely meadow -vale,
'|"lu' (iilor (")f the new-mown liay
\Va.s watted on tlie j,'ale
A
voiith and inait
leu wandered foilli
lieneatli the silent stars
riiey talUed and laughed, life's wine they (luallud
liesKtt
tl
\e liieiH
h.W I
)ai's.
Tiie Sim iirose one swe.et Spring morn
Ahove the silent seas,
The odor oi oh
aii".s brine
Came inland on the hree/o ;
With whiti^ sails spread a sluit sftt sail
For
oreii
n ports afar,
And Willie iKiile iiis lov.' hirewcU
An
il ei(i.ss('(
1 1 he harhoi liar,
While Willie sailed the salt, salt sea.s
For ports in foreign lands
Swee! .\iary Ui'])t her sih'iil watrh
I'x'side the ocean strand ;
At length he reached that foreign port
A io\ ial dads ( t'liir.
And stood amid his comrades wild
lU'fore a whiske\' har.
'or (
lav
s ami week^
f.
'n
K" sailor iiov (
lid
Of moiitlis ami years
roam.
While Mary wateheil with many tears
\\'itliin her cottage home ;
At length he came, Imt oh, how changed,
His handsome face how marred,
With fettered hands, alas 1 he stands
Ih'fore the judgment liar.
The crime against the lad is proNcl,
11
is liri^lit career is o er,
And Willie, l)iave and well-lieloved,
Shall sail tlu^ seas no more ;
His sentema' jjassed, he lies at last
Wlu'i'e many wretches are.
Sweet Mary weeps while ^\'illie sleeps
l>chind tliose prison bars.
O, rnm the hane, the enrse of youth,
'Jf manhood and of age,
That Hwavs ns from the livint; ti'iilh,
I'dds lawles- passions r
i''e
Sweet Mary died, her spirit hied
() its home
l)ev(md the .stars
Now Willie weeps wheie Mary sleeps
>i!Vo
nd tl
le meat
low 1
)ars.
I'OKMS AND S()N(iS.
71
The Colleen's Curse.
I liav«' loved ynii well ainl Imiu;
Witli a passinii (U'i!|) iuid sti(iii;j;,
'I'liou^^li tliat love and tliat passion v u have spurned
All my wishes warm and tine,
Had j,'one out, im\ love, tw yoii.
Had "one out to \ou iniudlinL; to iclnin.
i'.nt now lliey slial! iriuiu,
Wiule ileep my eni'se sli.dl lium,
."mi the lie'ad wliere my Klessiii^'s used to tall ;
In my liciiil wliere lo\ e did dwell,
llai.'<'s iieire tiie lire ot liell
And tiie liatlled love liiat loud tor vengeance call?.
All, why did 1 trust you so ■.
(), vou iiioiistei- don't you know
Thill my truth is far truer tlmn your own'.'
How dare you Iciive me here
With your'lauulittr and your sneers,
To she'd such hitter tears
Draw the ;^roini ?
Ah, your ])assions unlo miiu;
Were as water unto wine.
Or as lieiitle dews of lleiiven unto rain,
'I'o love //" uiay he hliss,
lint I ilo assure you this,
'I'hat to love ijiiii is the liittcre.-t of paili.
And wlien from you 1 shall jiiut
With a siid ami hrealiin.:; heart.
1 hope we shall nexeriueet a^ain.
Farewell, a louj^ farew<:ll,
It was heaven, it is hell.
To liiiL'cr Jiuy longer h\ ynur sule.
I shall say good hye and go
Far awav to hide my wor,
Sint'e yon siiy 1 am noi lit to lie your hrule,
If yon say" I was untrue.
False unto uiyseif or ymi,
If vou say it or have said il, you have /("/.
0, good hye. a la I good-hye,
Vou have'left nu here to die.
Hut rU meei you it the itw ful .1 iidgment Day,
And before the .luduiueiil seat.
Mv sad story I'll i' p- ■
' And hear wiiat i.i.. i iMitiu' has to say.
i
72
1»()EMS AND SnXClM.
Rev. Father Kannon,
(|)(!.i:ascMl.) Air "Tiuii.s irulls.'"
The hfiiit tliiil (iiicf williiii tluo^c walls
Tliu hniil (if swcr-tuuss sliL'il,
Now liiiH hciiuatii till! grave's dark pall
Amongst llic sili.'iit dead ;
He sleeps with fiKiids of foinicr days.
His hiiglit career is o'er,
The \'oire of (lod shall speak his praise
WIk'Ii time siiall he no moic.
No mor<' we meet that presence Itriglil,
Onr he;irts with sorrow swell.
For he has said his last "good night,"
And we onr last farewell ;
From deatiis long sleep again he'll wake,
'Tis Kaiti) assurance gives,
This thonght fri)ni Death its victoiy takes.
This th' nght that still he lives.
Late Rev. Wm. l^wlor, of Chatham.
'I'he genins-gifled t(!acher. the liright young priest is dead 1
1'he student, tlu' hrilliant ]»rea<-h(.r, the I'rass is o'er his head.
The soul has left the Itody to its eold and lowly hed.
Ahove tliat liillock yondi'r where ho the loved one lies
The winds at will shall wander, and friends bereaved shall sigh,
And pausing there shall womler that one so young should die.
But murmur not, hereaved oncss, nor wonder Avhile you weep
That (lod siiould call the shcjtherds so early from the sheej),
For know you not those shepherds iliemselves must sometime sleep.
And who shall dare to tell us that any die too soon
When (jod is j)leased to call them at moining, night or noon,
Vol death is lifi-'s lic^'inning, a hlessing and a hoon.
Then rather be you thankful that he is called away
Fi'oni the great Master's A'ineyard so early in the ilay.
That he may -est in Heaven while others wateh and pray.
A Reverie. (Impromptu.)
(Li
O, sad and jieiisive is my heart
Wi
As thus 1 sit and ihe;uii of tliee
lere is
thy home, what is thy part
1 ask and thou shall answer me,
he spii'it's answer swei't is gi\(;n :
My part is bliss, my home is heavei
VOVM AST) KONTIS.
7;^
The Philosopher's Stone.
(Lilies wiitlrii lifter mi<liii^' " Hyi)atia,"' In' CIiuh. Kinj^'sU-y.)
All, vaiii itliil(i.s(.|)liy nt iiiiiii
Ami \itiii his Itariiiiig too,
Who strives the MUiislied )!;ist <■• sesiu
Witii puri'ly hiimim \ iew I
l|o\\ cini he iinjie uith lll'>tl,i| eyts
To \ iew ini^lit the A;^es past,
When iiieii, the widest ot thi' wise.
Have vic'Weil the scene aghast I
"I'is only he who leails aiii^lit
C'an ever iiope to see the light.
" An<l iiy "lial light '.'" the skt'ptie ask;<,
Wouhl Wlielaii have lis reail,
W'e who have l)cnt us to the task
In tlioiiglit and word ami deed,
We, who have learned the am.ient lore, the later and the last, -
'I'hi.s nidearned one, what light has he
'l\) olVer siieli learned men as \\e.
1 aiKswer : " 'I'heie's a light indeed
'I'lial shines for yon as well as me.
Without whose ray in vain yon reail,
The truth you'll never see,
It is the light of holy Kaith
Tilt! laikiiig which you're dark as death."
It is n< t Plato's voi( e so wise
Homer's nor Virgil's songs,
Nor Socrates, Ueniostlieiies,
Nor any of the throng. -
For, having studied ii<'/ the schools
'I'lie wisest iiian is Init a fool
Until he liear.s the Lord aright,
Thdi all is (ilear, then all is light.
i<:) learn, then, not from i'agan lore-
Nor L'hristian lore pidfane,
Whose page.s. ciirse<l with mythir store.
Is hut the student's hane,
I'xit go and learn, in liglit of Lo\e,
'I'rue Wisdom from the Seei' aliove,
do, .sages, take a friend's advice,
(U), hear the .still, sweet \oi(;e of Clirist.
igmnmm
"
u
I'okMS AND S()N(JS.
Lament of Sir William Wallace.
(Air—" Aftmi Wutci.")
Note. 'I'lic iiiciflciits rclfitcd in tliis jHicin fiif fuimdrd mi (lu! faclH and
fauciiis iTcnrdi'd in tlif sjilfiiilid sldiy of " Tlic Scottish I'liit'f.'" M. \V.
(), Scotland, my country, acntu is n>y pain,
My iionii' is in rnins, my Mai'ion is slain ;
'I'lic Si.iill\ion, tilt' spoiler, lias taken my all
Am! liMKily for \ cnnt'ancf my widnwcd liciarl r.ills.
J!v my lone moiiiilaiM dsvcHiiig I saw licr sweet form,
\Vhilc the tempest was swelling and loiid loaied tlic storm ;
1 calU'il to my M.irioii ti. come l);i'\ to me,
I5ack til her lone Wallace and losi Klh-rslu,'.
'•(), Marion, my darlin<(. feai' not I liose alarms,
lii'tiirn to lh.\ Wall, ice and lest in his arms,"
])U, das 1 iier .>.wert spirit tied far tliroii;^li the air.
And Wallaii' was kit to liis grief and despair.
" IJi'st, M.irioii. my darlii);-.S in JTea\en. thy home,
\Viiile Wall.ne >liall waiidn , a sojilier siiall roam ;
His fond heart i- l)rokc'n, his - 1 tiKjunis for thee,
}lis heautifnl l'»>t one and h.i illerslic."
(), Scotland, my country I wcip for thy woe,
Mv loss and thy sorrow too lecnly 1 know ;
(), countrymen, come al my Ioik; liunU; call
And swiftlv laforc us the Southron >hall fall.
l-'or 1 sw( ar hy llii' tiirone ot the Master ou iii;^h
To li\t' for my country oi' toi her to die ;
iS'o more shall m\ lost lioine its lo>t mazier sec
I'litil \\ allacc lie dead or Ids count i\ l>c fi ee.
He blow a loud blast on his \ast bugle liorn
'I'll. it sounded afai on tin- liree/.es of morn,
'i'he clans L.';itlutr»'d round iiim on lone MIK'r.slie
And Wallace went fortli and his count I'v vas free.
Sept., IS'.II,
I'«>KM- \S\) soKOS.
75
Sir John Ihompsoii.
lie i^ ;4<iiii who .st:i. nail so mrat,
< !"iii' lull, nothing (Mil ln'it'iivf him
nt' tiir lorii: III' iiiati ' iiis own,
l>riii^ hell.', jiml Wf Itflioxi' liim
Si'iial hiii;4 till' ;i(l\ iilict'il III .^Iat( ,
Auillhal in; wrars 11 tliK'l I'lowii
'I'liaii aii\ \nt\lh liiat iiiaii laii wtivc iiiiii.
lit' is Ljouf \\lio .^Liiin'il >i> L'ri'iit.
Ami gio.il he was Idiyouil tlic scciniii^'.
Iff who It'll tlii.s iiii^^hly sliilc,
.\ll its [iiDiiiiiir- \a.^l ri.ilii'iiiiii;^ ;
lit' lias -dill! liLVoiiil our liuaiiiiu^,
\\ lion- thi- Miiiics ol (loil .uc liisiiiiiii;^,
WIu-ii' lli.s hlcM^fil liiJits an i-Uouiiiilig,
W1k.IV the J4M atirr K'"')' o'*-'''"'"^''
Falls m .-|)|>'iiil'>r oscr all,
JIu h I - pusrtfil lii'Voinl 1..' ill.
llaj.py he ill liviiij.^, d} iiig,_
^V|^<l has Willi aintlaii.sr A all ;
(Tei' the Kenhr, lowly lying, __^
Kiienils ami foos alike are vyin;;"^
To see wli • shall his praise leeall.
"Ci.oil Sir .lolin." " .lm" al Sir .lolin,"'
" hear ^ii .ImIiii," alike are ilue him
Will-.' -w.'i't iiieiiiory shall Hm' mi.
lu'love-l. revereil Ity'all who knew him.
lie our own, our very own,
Native lioiu ami iiali". e ,_,row)i,
l!i iireil liesiih' oiu own heartlisloiie,
Ah, what wonder we nial.e mo'.u
Ami that ouf -^i-ulfiil sigh.-< pui^ee him.
I
^1
IJilteily his eountry luuuinH
|'«)i- her son so swiltly sliiekeii,
Maiiv erosbcs she liaa hoiiu',
r>iit oi' //"'^ hlow she (Uil not reekoii
llveiv l»ul.-e wilii )»aiii is .|iiieUelie<l
All her soul witli .M.rn)W siikeiis
.\s the shadows o'er her lliiekeii
And the phantom ti^i.'uies lieekoii
the sad, the silent bourne
I olll
Whit her death her sou lialh taken
'I'd th" sleep that knows ln' wal
in:
'i'ili the tinal i'iinii|»it Ta
And her faithful heart is lueakin^,
And thf tears in lounlains rise
tli.it heai i lo those dear eyi'i
I, sad, th"Ugh silent tears
olll
1"
Sacrei
7n
|'()|;MS and SONfOH.
That hIiiiII How for liiiii for ycaiH,
< )ii liis toiiili ill tot'i'cnts full
W lio lni,M piiMMfd lioyoiitl retail.
Slowly toll the inoiirnful liclls,
Sillily siHiiiil till! fiiiu;ial UiicIIm,
O't'i' hi.-) loiiiitiy's Iiilln iunl (U^Mh,
HiTalliiii;L,' out furi'svi'lls ;
Hill a siulilcr .soiiiiil |ii'cvails.
Borne n|)oii tlii' •■oaulry gales,
' Tis his ('(111111 ry's voice; tliat waiLs ;
" My 1mu\<' son, farewell '."
All my heal t my hero moiuiis,
All my heart for 'rhomp.-^oii yeiuiiM,
All my H|)ii it toi him l)iirn.s,
All my joy to sorrow I urns
As I sigh " fareuell !"
His is one more memory Mest
Lay him dow ii to his last rest.
On his iiionrnfiil nnttliei's lireast
Whom he served so will,
\Vhile 1 turn to (lod idmvi;
Who my faithfnl friend shall jirove,
He shall measure my deep loii;
Who in Heaven dwells.
And while I in sorrow sigh
Thill my l»est lieloved should die,
tllory he to ( iod on high
Who doetli all things well.
Slowly, sadly lay him down
To thi' linal sleei) profonnd.
Who has worn ids eonntry's crown,
With a jmre, nnsuliied glory ;
Amid a Xat ion's nameless grief,
Lay liim with the dear old Chief
WJn'sc record, lirillianl. liriglit, Iml hrief,
Siiall li\e in ( 'aiiada's fan sloiy.
1)0(. IS()4.
SoNNi/r.
riary, Queen of Scots.
This lovely la.dy, Scotland's (|ueen,
The fairest iMirope yet had seen.
Who hlossomed fairt^st of her llowcrs
( )ii Scotia's lioiinie hills.
Was destined in an evii In ur
To fall, the prey of hrntal jiower,
And pine in Knglands dungeon cells
To })erish on a scati'old loiic.
The heiress to a triple throne.
I'hKMn ami S(»N(iS.
licaiibair's Isle.
ft
Air : "I Mnoh's IsIi*."
n, liciu tlic w lii.Hi If .s'liiiiiliii;,', m\ trii'iiiU \\t iiim>I iiuay.
Alniiy tilt- trat'U 'tis iMimiiliiij:. llif liaiii i.s imdii' way.
And its wr leave Ni'W r.isl li' -lion-, I lif time \\r sliall lii-;,Miilf
jly Hiii^ini^ Miir^s nt A,\\a uf yii' and Iniids I'tiMuliair s IsU.
i>\\
All. Ilii'ic il >laiidM, thill l.il lit hiiid. uliiii- wait IS luiiiid it
r|tiiii il.s fiiltiil wiirlai*; slill llir >lati'l\ t'oicsts ^in\\,
^\'lull iiii:iii<uir.s ciowd aioiiiid tliu MiH'iu:. wluit rlirunick'.-i arc iiilml
L'|ii»ii tlio dusty toiidi ot tiiiii; i»ii lonely Iic-iuhaWs Isle.
Oiii liistiirius r«!rn!d tlif fii< t lliat in Un' l"ii;; ai;(>
One tlionsiind houIs <l\vclt on that JMle can \v(! Iiclicvc il soV
One tlmusand hearts l)eat iiajipy there, a lIuMi-iand faces smiled
When France's lla^ llevv tiee and tail on Ixnmic iJeaiihair's isle.
J^iit pestilence canie down on tlicni, smote sote on e\cry side,
Till most ot those one thousand tlicie in desolation died,
Ah, let us iiope those siiHei ii;i.' sniils were free from every uilile
When >ininnionu(l to the tlirone of (ioil tioin lonely Ijeanhair's Islu.
When later on tlie sword of tlanie swept o"er this lovely land
When Death and Desolation came and stood on every hand.
Ah, who shall tell what scenes l.efel liic lonely hearts exiled
Who perished there in dark despair, on lonely LJeauhair's Isle.
Upon that lonely little isle our governor was horn,
Whose honor'd iiame. endeared to fiime, his cotiiitiy's paj,'e adonis,
When we recall this pleasing fact, how can we choose Imt smile,
To think that John .himes Fraser was horn on 15eaiihair"s Isle.
And later on whut deeds vvei'c done when liailcy there held sway
W hen hniMiny ships to "-i'-' '■•'.{ seas was the order of the day ;
X(» sound of axe oi- a/>/.t is !»' ■ id, of ani,'er, saw or lih-.
No fair white fia: are ;'c'ati.i ; now from Ik-aaoair's lonely Isle.
The iinciec* Imit liI>^^s .-^iaii Leyr there are tiimhling to decay,
The ancient ! .. \ oi lUe p' forever passoil away.
While »ill a...u».: tlvv »vs«ly ground the face of I'rogre.SH »nMle.s
With I)les8ings on the dear ohl days on honiiic Ueauliairs Isle.
And days ma> cume when tliese are gone, when wondering eyes
shall ■*''i:,
Tiie air:<l)ip an ! , he llyiir.{ m ijhim- >,iil ovc;' Mir.imichi,
When ut the slowness of the trains the aeronaut shvll smile
Atiil si arcelv note the j»>or rem iiii-< on loiic'.> Hjaiibair's Isle.
This prophet -song 111 not juoldiig, nor sing of ages duinl),
I'.nt rather ring the gloi ions cliiilgi! of ages yet to come ;
7.S
I'UKMS AM) S()N(iS,
'I'lii' palsy that \vc now icurot is only foi- ;i wliilf
-And Ijiiglitcr days .shall lilt-ss thci; yet ihoii l'Mii>|y r>oaiiliaii'"s lsU>,
l>ut coiiic what may in future day. will siiiu of duly done
i>y one jiiid all when \\v ifcall. our rouuti\'s iioltlc sons ;
And may the futucr a^^c cicit a L,'i'aiid nicniociul pile
To the ;iiemot\' of our (ioxcrnor on honnif l'caidiaii"s Isht.
-April, I Nil.-,.
Beaubair's Point Graveyard.
" l']aih in his narrow ccdl forever laid
The rude f(Mefathers of the hamlet sleep. "- <///»//.
On the morninj,' of ihe •J>^t h ef May. 1S!(.'). j -aw for the first time the
far-famed old graveyard at !!i'aid>airs Point. CMinnionly called "Wilson's
I'oinI,"" ami referivd to by the distinguished > hdar and scientist, Dr.
riiili|i Cox, as the " Westmin-^tcr .AMiey of Mitamichi."
I wtMit down expecting to tind a gra\eyard in ruins, of course, i:u( still
easy distinguisiialile finm any ntjicr ol.jcct ly its many momnnents and
Mide extent. A'li.il was my ■ urpiisc al lich,,Iding nothing l)Ut a liit of
tlio densest focsl , ^\illl a few f MiiiLsiunes and wooden enclosures scattered
hei-e and there llitough ! he w 1. stiug-liu; for existence, mi to speaU
ammg the trees, oi' ^t raj'.cling oii t he gi'oiMid. rotten and deea\'cd, moss
i:ovend and falling lu pirci-^, witii here and there the faint li'ace> o| a
mound llailened and hollowed hy the tramp of a'_'es 1
Reader, iiirigine if yon cui a wo .dnr.n, felling trees in a forest close
hesidethe toml»stones standinu, slanting, oi' lyinij Hat on t he ;,'iounil ar;;nnd
him, and you have some faint idea of t he Westminster .Ahhev of .Miramiehi.
The stumps of Irc'sso close to the londistoncs tliat 1 laid my note
l>o >U on the former w'ailu 1 dccipjiered t!.. ; iscript ioiH .,n t he la.i ter, in-
seiiplioas over a century old, mostly in tie "Id-time '• inj)per|ilate'' and
priut-s('ript chaiaeler: the iiglit ami heavy t ■u-iiig, even the ( urviiii;- of
the letters^ the flourishes, still p"ifectly K-'LiMe. even to the eliaiaeteir-tii:
^^tyl<' of the man who chiselled the inscription, his mode of writin,-', of
foianing letteis. i,f llourishing. e\i n tiie tremor of his h md as von \W)uld
see it on paichment.
\\ hat a stmly tliose old time londislones arc 1 What a ni-xliu'e of ie-.
norauce and of art, of elegance auii inelegance, of s.'ntilnfnt and poetTr;
feeling, of grandeur and simplicity; the iKMulifully formed capital, the
finely formed curves, contrast ing strangely with the prin.itivo and ( hililliko
nirxle of si)ei:ing and jjlaeing the letli^rs ahove the lines, oi the v,(.rds he-
low, as the <'ase siunned to the sculptor to rciiuiic.
As I entered tlie, solenni sanctuary of t!ic depaited. this .-id and .'■ilc-.t
city of the dead, I w a^ remisidi d of t he dying w ( rds of t he p,itriut, i;(,l;e[ i
I'lmmet :
"Let my memory rest in ..l.li'.i.m, and my tomh remain nninscril.rd
until ot her t imes and other nu'n i m do just i.c i".. ms character. '|'hc/i Im)
not till then, lei my epita(»h lie wiitlen."
I'OKMS AM) S<)N(JS.
7!l
I'lit move lli.iii all. ihi- nfiinl :iinl rcs.niiiiliML,' |»crinil,s nf (liay's
inii'Miilicciit mill iiuinxlal I'Av^s Ucpl llinuilcj iii'4 in niv »'us ;
" I'i'riiaps ill 'lii^ iii'^li'il(_'(l s|iipt is laiil
Siiiiic Ileal t iiii'T plC^llalil With icloil.il liic,
llainl llial the roil <>t cmiiire.s iniL;lit iii isw lyiil
()t wiikfil to ccstaey III'' living Ivii'.
SoiiK- \illau;i' Haiii|)ilt II that with (laiiiitlcss hrait,
'i'lie liltU' t\i lilts iif his lirl.ls withstood,
Some miito iii;L!ioriiiiis Mili'iii hen' may test.
Sollli: ('roiii\\'-i!, miihlc.ss o{ his e.)Untl\'.S lllooil.
^'^'t, t'V'ii tlirse holies tVoiii insult to protect.
Some trail iiiemoiial still, ereele'l iiii^li.
With uiiroiiih rh\mi'., and ,siia|)elesN seiil|it me derkeil,
lm|ilores the passim,' tiilmte of a siLch.
'I'hiir i;ames. their years, spcUeil hy the imlel 'ered muse,
The plaee of fame and e!i'u;\ siipplii d,
And many ii holy te\t around -he sireus
That teaeii the rustle l|lo|all:^l lodii.\"
It would he ilsless to em|>iiasi/c .my ol ihe all i\e .st. ill/as, foi all of
them would seem to he ampl> illiisl laleil in ! hr-. old t ime i,'ra\ eyaid Of
til! village- Him,tl'ii-i, oitlie '•mute, iii-lorious Milloiis," ri'stiii;^ then;,
the writer is not pre[rued to spvak, e\ eiv ;4ia\ e\ ai d i-iiitaiiis. or is sup-
posed to, its (|Uota of theiii. I'',\»>ii ( liay him-elf was olds u'Hessing at ( ho
possiliility or prolialiilily ot .auh a tiling.
Hut of "this iie;,dei'ted spot ." I he " trail memorials,'" I hi' " uneouth
rliymes""and " shapeless .s.Mllpl Ule." the unlettered muse, ami the "lustie
moralist" theie was ample e\ idenee on escry hand.
Scarcely were the thoiiehts MiL'.ucsted hy ihe forei;oin;^ slaii/es liiiish-
ed ill my ii. !!!■■, when 1 heheld the follow iii;^ in jciipt iou on an old treestonf
si il(, round topp -d and m )v^ -Ljroun, .slaatin,^ towai.l two stumps of tn-e.-i
cut po.ssilily t went y live years ai.'o : —
/// M' lllnil/ tif
i>;'ni'iii;\ l-N-i i;s.
Who departed this Life .May 'Jii. isl.'!.
s
Foiliear, dear friends, wipe ot your tear
1 must lie here till Christ appears
.\s I am 11 iw so must you he
Prepare for death ami follow in ' .
'I'lu' letteriiiL,'. the spelling, the reversed N, the iuvei 1 ed >^. tin- side
letters placed aliosc the word for want of loom. are ,ill liii rally as I tound
them. I hope I shall not he aeeiised of irie\eren"e if I append here t lit;
answer whieli .some irreverent wit or wag is .said lo have w iitleii to llie
alios e lines : —
"To follow you I am not content ,
I'lilil 1 know which way yii went."
'
so
I'OKMS AM) S(>N'f;s.
However till' «a^', was a little loo w!ii;<^isii. as tlu- linos simply moan
that tlio reafl(!r is to |ire|)ai'e fof death and follow the dead ono to lln ijnir,
only, that is, make his last tcstinj^ place either liosido him or somewhere
<'Is(! on the earth, and iloes not mean that he is to follow him into eternitv,
for (iod alone can yive permission tip do that. Il illustrates, howcvcM', I lie
apt manner in wliidi iiie words of t ho w isestniay l)e twisted an<l t nrned
into liiliiule, it liiinu,', i' is said, oidy a, step from tlm sidilime to I he
ri'liiidons. Itnt I an; not here to iiiiii,di/e or tholoj^d/.e, Init to narrate
what I s:iw in this silent eily.
itiit that is not the most amienf of the monnnuMits liy any means.
Ono of tin' lirsl things to attrait attention (tn entering tiie little Clearing,
wiiore, "tis said, a elmreh stood some tifty ytars ago, is a neat wood paling,
painted wliilo, inci(jsing two freestone .sluhs, on the larger of whitli was
inserihod ;
1 It .]/( iiKil'l/ (if
Ioii\ Nkwm.w, Hk !)ii:i) dri.v tiii: --'nd, I7!>7, A«;i:i) (l.S Vkaks.
<»n the smaller was in.s'rihed the name of Mrs. Newman, .v ho died in
ISOT.
On a stone chiselled so as to I'osendile two monumonts, side by side,
wore the following inscriptions ;
On tho left, facing the reader; W. M. M. M., and on the right;
Horo lies the iiody of l-j.iZAr.KTii .N!oi;i:, wiiodied, l)ecend)er, 1S(»,"), aged
!)tl yours.
I
On allot hoi stone, close bosido that of Stephen Ivslos, was the follow-
Sdcrt 1/ til till Mi iiKirif iif
\\ii.i,i.vM AM) Maiiv A.n.nk M.mcti.n,
who loparlod this Life Htli June, ISId,
" Xow dear friends i)ray, eoaso your tears,
For her( wo rest till Christ a
Who in glorious l'^'"''^'
Majesty will oonjo
To senteneo each one to their doom."
Xear the ciilrance to this 'dark valley of death,' on a slab the top of
which only couhl bo seen, the rest being buried in tlie tomb, the top itself
imbedded in an ant hill, v. as the following ;
II' n f.ii s lit, liiiihi i)j'
IvtiiHvKn'K I'l: \i',()i)\ ,
died May -Jii. jsn:). The rest 1 did not dociidier.
S(.mo tombs were imlosed by vc-rlical palings, others with roudi
boards n.uled lionzontally, and so densely overgrown witii treo.s that "it
was impossible to pom t raft; t he gloom th-.t surrounded them, or to solve
the deep, dark mysteiy as to who slept beneath.
I'OKMS ANI» SONCS,
81
I
'I'd llif nnrlli tilt' Init'st wii.s .s(i ilfiiMc tliai 1 could not and did not
penutratcj furlluu' into this gloomy iiccptiudc of the drfwi, and if there
1)0 nioiiunieniH and griive.s in that (h-iise foiesi 1 faih'il to Hnd them.
As I lotii'ed from this last lesting pliKc of the forefathers of many of
the families of Miramiihi, the shrill whistle of Sinclair's mill was slirieking
the hour of noon, while the Angelus hell at Xelson was proclaiming the
same fact.
Arriving at Mr. Vye's I was informed that 1 had not fountl tiie most
ancient of the monuments, there liaving heen one 1 10, and another 11*
years old. I was also informed that some vandal from Newcastle had car-
ried off a tombstone and placed it as a footstool for his stove, perhajjs to
attract customers or the loveia of the ciirioiis to his shoji or oHiee.
Ketui'niug after dinner, l»y the kind assistance of Mi. Joseph Vye and
his daughter, Miss Kvtdme, 1 found the following additional toml>s and in-
scriptions : -
On a slat) lying ilat on the tuinh, oinameiiled witli two hearts, tlii.s
in.scripiion ; -
I II Ml IJtori/ nf
.loSKl'll Samikrson,
died (ith dune, 17!)7, aged .">."> years.
Anolhei' close luiside iiiscrihed :-—
'I'lKlM \s ( lll.l.lsll,
son of Willian, (lillish, dii'il -Joth XovcihImi. IT'.K*. aged I'J yer.rs.
Another : —
III i-i L'i< •>■ ih' I till III nf
.lollN Stiakt,
Died Deceiiiher 17, !>>'>."». aged s7 years.
Anolhcr ; —
//' /•( /. " -i
I''iii,m:/.i:i; Win i m:v. Si;.,
who departed Ihis life I.MIi August, l^lii,
I lied ().■) \e;iI'S.
I
From OIK- sto!ie, lying Ilat, .\ir. \\e .-^ruipcd the moss, an<l revealed
the following : —
AvMi; l''i)i;>vi II, I >ii.ii XoVDMDKit , IT'.U.
lUll lisl and lie.-^t ot ;i|| I iMllie ;i.r,iss t he tollil) of t lie lat c .1 hdge
Davidson, wIikIi Ikui' the tollou ing m.-iipt ion. on a large freestone lying
Hat upon the toiiih ;
Siicn I
I In Ih. .1/.
iiiuni III
W II, I.I \M I » \\ insoN, i'lst,)
Hepre.scntalive for the (,'ounty of Nortliuml" i laud. Province of New
82
J'OEMS AN'D SONT!«
iJniiiHwick. .ludur ot the Cdiirt of ( 'niiminii I'Ica.s : ('out lactod tor iimsts
i>>v His Majesty's X;i\y. He died out he ! 7l li .1 line, I 7i«t, iij^'cd ."lU yiuti's.
'I'lif lialfiiicr of tlic iiis(ii|»t ion I did not obtain. So ciidefl my visit, to
" 'I'hc We.stniin.ster AliLcy of .NJiiainiclii," a visit wldilj lias "tilled my
mind with striiige memories ;ind confHrting emotions. Tiiose old moim-
meuts, moss >,'ro\vn, and t liat old inad, >:,iiiss-;^'ro\vn, tra\crsed so oft liy the
i)ld " I'esidenleis" (as they are railed in the vernaeulai, ) "in life's nioiiiinj^'
marcli when their hosoMis were yonng," of tluMii long sincre gone to llitnr
last silent re.st, fnrnisli amj)le food' for retlertion, alil:e tor the dreamer, the
romaneist, the realist. t)ie pidlosopher and the doctctr of divinity.
" <)n!' lives aie rivers, gliding free,
'J'o that iinfathoined, hoimdless sea
Tile silent gra\e,
" Theie all aic ('(Mial. side hy side,
The pool' niMii and the son of pi idt!
1-ie •■aim and still.
" 'I'liithei' all earlldy jxne)! and lioast
lioU, to he swallowed up and lost
III one dai k wa\ c. "
In Memoriam. The Shades of Miramichi,
I.
It, was the moiii of a sweet Spring ilay,
'i'he twenty eightli of tile iiionlh of May,
When I Went down thy shrine to see,
Thy Alil)eyold, my Miramichi ;
Walled liy wide air, roofed liy the trees,
Stirred sean ely liy tlie passing lireei'e,
Sol hid his head heiiind tiie clouds
That veiled his face like leaden shrouds.
I stood upon that sacred ground I
Amid tile stillness there piofouiid
The sounds of the Imsy life around
Fell on my half attentive ear ;
'riie liiilway MJiistle, loud and clear,
'i'he thi'oliliing of the husy mill ;
Anon its whistle loud and slirill,
The clarion note that calls to toil,
To life with all its wild lunnoil.
\yhile here how .softly sleep the ilciid !
The trees, the tomhs," alxnc e^uh head.
Here life ami death, growth and decay,
I'it place to ponder, pause and jiray.
From Xelsoii church tower swings the hell
I'hat seems to sound a funeral knell,
1
iists
!ar.s.
it tn
my
mii-
tlu-
licit'
til*;
I'OEMS AND SONfiS.
("It'aily it clangs upon the aif,
'J'lu; angeluH tliat culls to prayer.
All, <iiay, my <!iay, Iiow cliaiigcii tlic Hccwi
Vioui what tliy dicamiiig .soul iuul sot'ii
In tliat old chuichyaiil faraway,
Ma<le famon.s hy the name of < iray.
'I'lu'it' ciufcw tolled tiic day's dciith knell,
Here .softly sounds the noon-day hell.
'rhfic lowing heid.s wonnd oei the lea,
Xo heiils nor tloek.s here do 1 .see ;
Voni- landscape fa<led on tlu; sight.
The landscape here is fair ami hrigiit ;
Sav.' that the sun in clouds is lolicd,
The fnll noon splendor 1 lichold.
No lieetio here wheels dioning lliglit.
lint dune hngs hum the livelong night,
Xo moping owl to moon comjdains,
Xo mined toweis wheic owl may reiirn
Forgive the pun, luil hnmoi- seems
Um'onsciously !o conic in i^dcanss.
And light t he grav.- jtiid ruined pile
With .semhlaiicc of n saddened .>iiiile.
Ah. readi'r, far \>e it fi«,ni me
To mock at smli solemnity,
'J'o nioi'k, dear (iray, what .saddened t lice ;
My .soul is .sad, my hnimn's ray
Like .snidiglit on a dark, dull day.
Bright folly tlatiluss, fades and dies
And IIk'H " the v(ticii of nature crie.s,"
'I'hat where 1 sliind is holy Liround.
'I'hat. "ghaislsand witches, " mnv alunind.
The night loomed <larkly as (Iray ga/ed
Tpon those nii'iildeiing mouiul.v upraised.
All still Mild sacred was 'he linur.
The moon rose o'ci' the |\ ied t(i\\i-r ;
Here is not iiigiit, Inn hiu.id unmi clay.
Apollo easts a iloiided ray,
Xo niouiids are here, hut trodden lomhs.
Half hidden liy the forest glooms !
My liloiighman hies him to the field
To sow tiie seed fur future yfld,
(iray's ploughman homeward liied his wav
And left the wtuld to glorious (Iray ;
Wli<», nui.sing on the .saddened .scene.
m
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I'OKMS AND SONGS.
W'licic life is iKtt, wlifiL' (U'utli liiiH been,
His sinl, |)r((|)lii;tii', poet .soul
FrooIaiiiK'il tlie lliouglit.s that o'er liiiii !«ti)U'.
In song that i-iich siirci'iMling ago
llank.s .second to thi' sacit'il page,
'I'lie Moiig that wakos poetic (iru
AikI tluills tlic soul with wihl desire
To sing as only (!iay lias sung
Of those o'er whoin old earth has ilung
Its mantle green o"er ashes gniy
Until the linal .Judgment Day.
n.
15ut futile thougii this highlioiii hope
To cope with (Iiay, or polisiied Pope,
One comfoit to my iu-ait remains
That they iie'ei- leaijied the suiilime st rains
That Israels sweet singer sang
As loud his harj) in anguish rang
When wailing o'er his hated sins
The Heart of ( !od kiu'' Haviil wins.
Nor Shakespeare, Milton, Hyton, Moore,
Can eipial haids propl.i'tie, jtuic.
And what are Uurns's has' desires
To "rapt Isaiahs" hea\< -horn tires?
What eartidy hard could equal Thine
Insj)ired page, dear Lord divine?
Tiieir hest hut eelmes of Thy l)ago
O, Ciod, that .sang for every age.
Not even Haute, gloomy, giand.
Could such \s ild \\ealtii of words command
Of song and .sermon, ))salm and hyimi.
Of wi.silom vast, of ruin gi'iui,
Or hold such hlcssed promise high
To those who here for hea\'en sigh.
To those w iio li\e, to those who die,
As that hra.e Hook, of e\(!ry climi'.
And from eternal years, thiough time.
Cut il el crnal \ ears again
.Shall dawn upon the sons of men.
O, hol\ hope, < », hlc.-.^cd t rust,
Tlicugli man ma\' die and lie in dust.
Though griiudcui' rot ami gold shall rust,
( )tu' joy renuiins iiino t he jiisi
That ne'er shall pa.-^s ;iu.iy.
Ah. (Jod. whit human fongne shall sav
Tlu' glories of that wondrous day,
When elosed shall he earth's fitful \ears
POEMS AND SONGS.
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And (!hrist with Iii.s hriglit cross iipjti'iiisV
Wlien opeil and elosud shall las i^U tonihs,
And He the .Judge jnononncos duonis'.'
What mat tors it what wdids \vi re said
Or SMiig hy living o'er iho dead'.'
If tliey l>e not the woi'ds <if |)rayer
'I'iifir sound Imt its the oni|»t_\ iiir ;
'l"he only words wniil, he.uiug tlien,
Tiu- s\Vf(!te.st to tlic sons of men,
\\'ill lie, " Well doue ui\ faithful out,'.-.
My will was doiu^, the i Town i> won,
Come, lilessed of My I'^alher. oinr
And siiarc with Mi- My hiMwidv home."
Ah. would to ( lod llu' hiiiiii M ear,
No ollu'r sound iIkiii those should liear,
And would that [ coiiM liinsii ii'.ic ;
But faith ami triitli conipcl tin i,>i.
And what is true is ai\\:i\s !» >t.
To tliosf \\ ho, from tlif |)atli\\,i\ strayed,
I'lion tlu' I.oiiTs h'ft hand iirrased.
The great, just Judge sliall tiiin aiitl say,
" Awa_\ from Mc aci'Uisrd, away,
\\'ho followid ])ut your Iium' cli'-u'es
^'ou sliidl lie ilaumcil iu (iM,.|i -■ iire>,
\{)n srorncd Me lor t lie \]\ li < )ni'.
And you shall wear the iiouu youse won,
Depart from Me, pi'rditioii's sous,
I know you not, iegoue, la-gone ' "
Then ojie th(> gates to l(^t them iu,
The good man aiel the man ot .-m.
The tii-l in Heaven, tlie |:i-l in II. H
Thron'_lii',it et eru d \ >■ irs --h i '; i \ :■!:.
Ml.
Rest on, unknown, unlionorM dead,
It malte.is not, your eaithly lied,
If that dear soul iu liliss ahide
Vov whieh the gentle Ju.st One died.
Farewell, dear friends, farewell, my toes.
I know yiMi not, (iod only knows,
^'aiewell, dear ISurns, dear Moore and <iray,
\Ve mayhap meet '" sonu' illier da\;'
Farewell, dear sciine that hi'oughl me luue,
^iy soul is sad wilii unshed tears.
" As you are now so shall I lie,'"
Farewell, dear shades of .Miramiehi.
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POKMS AND SUNOS.
St. Raphael's, Blackville.
I stood ill tliat Io\c]y tfiiiplt!
( hit' siilti V .siiiiiirt!!' (lay :
I IkuI waiidi'Kil \\\vvv. lo ii'sl me
Kroiii tlu! tcstisi' s •cut! and j^ay,
And I found tin; lilllo cliildirn
All nioiiily at |iliiy.
Tiif piiUtle of cliildisli vitifOH
Tiic patlcr of (.hildi.Nli fci't
And thf rijiplf nf clidilisli I,him|,ii.,
Made a melody iiio.sl sweet.
It would seem that tim li(.'ait of .Iiisus
Had eallfd those eliililien lliere
In order tliat Me mi^dit l)l(;ss tliem
Jn Mis iioly house of prayer.
As they run and played toyetiu-i'
His lioIy Altar aii)>nid,
I'neonseious, dt-ar little loved ones,
That the place was holy ground.
Aiul as I hey ga/eil on the j)ietures
Or toiiehed them with their hands
One would think of the words of desus,
His dear divine eonnntind ;
"Sidl'er th.< little chddren
To come, deal' hearts, to Me,
For (if sueh is My heavenly kinj,'doni,
Krom sin ami sorrow free.'
A home in Iji.s Meait in Heaven
Till Irttle hearts have found,
And pure as the snow umlriven,
They stand His Throne aioiuul.
And the l.ell for the Messed Chalice
The little hands shall ring,
And ii .song to the Heart of Jesus
The little lips shall sing.
Vou would seem to hear Him saying:
1 hless tliose ehililren deal',
I lile.ss the good ])riest and the people
Who have luiilt Me a temple here."
(lod liless tiie dear little childi-en
Who played that evening there,
(Jod liUss the good priest and the people
Who reared that temple fair.
July 9th, KSt).").
I'OKMS AND SONriS.
In Memoriam Captain Thomas Quijcley.
87
.\rl!()STIi .
Callfii from tliosc ',c ilcmly loved
A iiiiiiily man lias pas.sLil awiiy,
I'iisslmI, k't MM hope, lo (;.„1 al,n\c."
To home ami lieaveii'.s eternal ihiv ;
All, Ljallanl sailor take yoiii rest,
In death's IoiilT sleep the last and liesl,
No storms disturli your ;,'allanl Itreast.
Kar( Well.
The Jielm no more his hand sh.ill hold.
His voice no more shall !.'ive eoiiimand,
On mainmast hi^ih this sefinian hold
May take no more his di//y stand,
And friends sliall ;^qasp hj.s h iiid no more,
Save on that stormless, -iiiin\ shore.
l''.ire\Mll.
(i>niet and modest, tried and true.
rninoved. undaunted siill .>tood he,
Jl niHlteiCMl not wliut wind il hl.u,
< iaily he met it, fair and tree,
hifes storms me o'er, life's ocean |»,isl,
Kternally yonr anchor's east
Your ship is .siife in port ai last.
l''arc\wl|.
KiU'ewell.
Una of KilJarc.
Lines siig^'ested by the st(»iy, " Light and .Shade.
W'lnMi first I .saw my I 'na
She was onl\ a little child,
With eyes like those of a frii^hleiied fawn,
.And gold iiair. Hying w ild ;
l>nl now she's liecome a wiimaii,
lier face is far more fail .
Her heart .seems far less human.
My wild rose of Kihlarc.
The j)riceloss heai't of I'li.i
Siie ha.s given it all to me.
.Xiid when dune lirings Us roses
( )iir wedding is to he ;
I still claim my ri;dit !<• t.-,^c jier
And tangle her golden h m ,
lint siie knows I would die to [tie.ise her
M V wild io.-3e of Kildare.
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i'oK.MS AND S«tNGS.
'I'lic auliiiiiii lijis cliaiij^'cMl to uiiil*!!',
Willi its .sliniii iiinl (did ami ^'Inoiii,
Ainl S|ii in;; hihI Siiiiiiiifr art- tar away
W lull sweet, wild ro.SCS lilonln ;
MysvM'et. wild rose has fallen,
.\ly soul is in di's|iaii-,
And liioken the heait of StratliaJlin
Koi'l'iia of K. iare.
Thy niatrhless foiiu. mv I'lui,
1^ now Ik'I'c |o Im' seen,
III iiiaiision oi in ml {ii<^ii,
< )n law n or \ illaL,'e ;.'iTeii ;
l'"or down wlieic the snow-white e|u,|,fl
Litis hi;,'h its eross in aii ,
JJencath the tender .siiainioiks
Ivies I'na of Kildure.
URKATA.
Criif paji^o and corrected words only are L,'iven.)
l'a,!j;i' ."», Meniorirnii. eeiilenaria// ; |iai,'e 7, "•"/' .• |)a,i,'e |(», v/z/A xx short! ;
p!lj,'o I I , r(!ii)( mliraiice-s the/'/- ; pa^'e •_'."), \\ii/:/.a ; page I'li, v- /, np, > ; |)ll^e .'{7,'
vi'i/ ; i)a;^'c 4U, trees ; pa,i,'o 4-4, '{'//llaniore, hand.- ; ^m-j^c 4."), noon//'/// Tpai^u
4S, terrcst/'ial, s//ns, llenians; jiiige ,">U, //tus' ; pie^eol, ,o/'>< ; |iiL;e."ii',
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SO, llit^(/Iogi/e.
NoTi; ; Instead of eeiisnre for those feu errors of the type, the piil)-
lisher, Mr. W. ( '. Anslow, deserves great ereilit and thanks for the ex-
cellent niaiiner in which he has peifoinied his part of this work, ami I do
most eordially and sincerely thank him for tlie same.
Thanks :- 1 also desire to thank most cordially my maiiv patrons for
the proniiit and kindly manner in wiiieli they riave"sui)seril)ed for tlii.s
volume, which I dedicate to them as a token of my lasting gratiliidt; and
esteem.
Miramiclii, N. T.., AiigusI, ISO.').
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Dfapef, Silk Mercer, Ciotliier, General Outfilter,
J)ir<'c( liii|KJi'l('i- ul'
British and Foreign Dry Goods.
(■uiiiilr;/ sloiv kcc|)cis mikI lU-aids will
(li> Well h> _l;"<'1. \\ I iuIcsmIc ( I IK it at i( 111,-, and
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The sli()l)l)iii.H piihlic will always liiid
THE HIGHEST CLASS Oi' MERCHANDISE
lit prices tJuit (Icly Coiii])t'i il ion.
Our stoics at AcwcastU' and ('liatharn
Jiru stocked wdtli (lif iicwol and best stock
ui* Djy Goods 111 I lie Maritime ])io\ iuces.
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Meilitities, Dyus, TrussL's, Sliouldev IJracu , Gauleii ami ^;J;1
Flower Seeds. !^S^
Specialties;
Mackenzie's Beef, Wine & Iron.
" Quinine Wine.
•^ Extract of Witch Hazel
orHamamelis.
Cod Liver Oil.
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My l'ai:ilities tor ti.o raivliil ;ip(1 |ii'ii|'cr di- ]irii>in.; ot
PHYSICIANS' PRESCRIPTIONS,
AND FAMILY RECIPES
pre unexc( Ildl. Moderate price'i auditroiiev attention.
R^' Mail Orders Attended to Promptly- >%
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A line Stock ul \V(.'li .sulei'ti-'il .MilliiiLTy :il\vays nv b.iii'l. Wear.ilile
Stylish l^(Mniets and Hots a IcailiiiL' U'at.iirt'.
In Stock ;-■•
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SATINS,
VELVETS,
LACES.
VEILINGS,
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UNDER VESTS.
DRESS CATS.
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JETS,
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Stamped Linen (loods a Specialty. Prit'es, <i)ii:ii;tie.s and StyK's (inaraiiteed'
Mail oi'dei's Cm^e/'ulty avd Tromptly //th-d,
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MORE GSOGEaiES
for One Dollar than you can get
aqy other place. He keeps on
hand everythi^ig in that line also
C3ioic6 IF roits m SBasoay
Fancy Goods, Sol|ool Bool^s, and
Statior^ery.
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Parlor luu' Be'lrooiu Suites,
Iron Rod.sttMils,
Wiu'low Sliadus,
Ciivtiiin I'oles,
Baby (;.irriiii,'H's,
J5oy\ Wat't^'oiis,
f)n- ('arts
V. hi^c'l fjarrovv's,
Bric-a-F'rac,
Curtain Strcti'licrs,
Mu.sic ."itaiids,
Fancy Tables,
Easels, &c. , &c.
\[* As I buy my goods in Car liOad I.ots I aui able to give'^'T'*
l|/-?ustoiners tlic l.-enetit of low frei'.dits.
I'i^Z lii-^l't^ction invited at my l,ige Wareroonis. i
^1 I iilso eairy a large stoek ol' t
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TDll lilies-,, itiibi's,
Agriciil'ar.il
ylni|il iu(>'jt.«, etc.,
all of wliiih arew^'q
'ill lid ;it lei.-oii- '
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L B. McMurdo,
M@rch.aat Tailor,
Newcastle, IT.B,
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J ill II juvpared to supply suits of
soason.il'lc inatcM'i.il,
FIT GUARANTEED,
at tlio lowest possible rates.
SUITS FROM $!4.00 UP.
PANTS " 3.50 UP.
Give me a call. My place of business
is two doors
East of the Post Oiiice.
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Feathers,
Ribbons,
Laces,
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Velvets,
Crapes,
StampeKJ Linen
Goods of every variety.
Ladies' Tcai^owns, \Vrapi)crs, Blouses, Undervvenr.
Corsets, Belts, Purses aiul Haiii1)Ui-"s. Ordered work a
Specialty.
Also Agent for
Paikers Steam Dyeiog and Cboiog Works of Toiontc
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My stock :)l (.Ddils is I,;ii>:c ami i>\' llic liest gnality
.■iiid Milil al tlic very Lowest Market Prices.
Be'.ow is eiiuiiieratfcd a iuw ri the Leadii.- liaes 1 keep in stock,
© ® y Ogjilvie's niiiigfai'iuii, <*^ * ®
reputed to lie the hfl.A'< Hour in the woild,
Also several of Ihe best Canadian brands of Hour,
Mloilcft OalJflcal^
JfJolasses,
PnUil Oil,
Corn JUenl.
Coflfisii^
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American Home Light Oil.
Tea in chests and half chests,
Windsor Dairy and Liverpool Salt,
Hciy, Oats and Feed,
ancL many other articles c'jo numorous to mention.
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OH'ers for sole the Largest ami most v;irie<l stock of
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^Opeu iiiul Top Buggies, Plui'lons, Mik^dos, Open nml Top .lump SouIqI
Wiigous, Concord wagons, — one jukI two seiit — l']xi>iess^ Truck O
pud Lumber wagons,— all tor one or two horses. gj
ill Special Line of Harness, Made lo Ofderl
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le World-Famefl Massey-Harrls Farm iniDleEeiita anii MacUne s,
i<^ a FhII Stock of Daisy Cbnrns. -
jinspectlon Invited as I can sell cheaper and on as good ^efrnsg
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Carriages, etc. made to order and repairs done as usual.
i^ll WorK Guarar^teed.
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Your choice of 4A Bstg. from $t5.00 t© $45.00.
Your choice of 12 Side Boards, in Elm, Quartered Oak
or Ash for $10 to $50.
Your Clioice of Parlor Suites from $30 to $55 a suite.
Your choice of Fancy Cli'^irs from ^l.'TS to $6.75.
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Tour clioico 01 Oomfsrt Hockers from $1 to 2.75.
4 Dining Exter^sion and other Tables.
^ Secretai es.
Easels.
Matrasses,
^ Students Chairs,
^ Couches,
T Spring Beds.
-^ Centre Tables
and everything in the house line.
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