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THE 
 
 Genius and Nelson 
 
 And Other Poems 
 
 By Harvey Perigoe 
 
 Feversham, Out. 
 
 *ar 
 
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 607-12 
 
 KiittM-c(i ncrordiiiH lo Ad nl' llir l';uli:iinriit of raiiada, 
 ill llu' jfiU' one thoii-i\ii(i iiiiK- h\iii(lri(l and luii. Iiy 
 IIaiivkv I'i:Ku.(ii;. al llir ullii-c df llir Mirii-lia ct' 
 Atiricullurt' 
 
PREFACE 
 
 TLest> voTHe.s w»t(> writ'cii, tiiNllv, with a \it'\v to niiihiii^ my 
 imagination wliicii, i iiclievt", ^>>\ i v.mv goo.l oliauci' to dcvcloi), 
 not being li.iiui^'roil willi a WMi^'hty scliola.stic fdncation ; 
 spc'onilly, witli a view to tnttrtariiiig mvs -IT wiicii I am an old 
 man (if I ever iiv.' to ii.> olil), with a want of friends, wl.icli thingR 
 I am making poor headway al Hfciiiing ; thirdly, for tiio pleasure 
 of 6cril>I)'ing ou some letter piij)er which I Lave horrowed and 
 never expect to have the p ice to return. But in hite years, iie- 
 lieving that all men powsc>ss like passions, cares and griefs and 
 the same thoughts, if these thoughts would force themselves far 
 enough to leave their stamp upim the memory, I have endeavored 
 to expose my mind w'thout any fear of scorn. 
 
 I have lately completed one score of _%ears of the allotted three; 
 therei'ore I would fain offer an apology for thrusting these verses 
 on the unwary public, and it shall be this, that "out of the 
 abundance of the heari the mouth speaketh." 
 
 Thanking my few cherished friends for the cucouragenient 
 they have given me, and hoping, should j discover to my neigh- 
 bors in these few unfinished lines a want of genius antl they in 
 turn extinguish me immediately, that the Kuling Towers will 
 allow me to while away eternity in admiring the banks of the 
 beautiful Beaver. 
 
 I am the critics' resigned and most humble victim, 
 
 The ArxHon. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 The Genina aiul \t>lRoTi 
 i'aradiisy UofiisiMl 
 The I'loiighiiifiii 
 The (lenealogiHtH 
 Monorhvme . . 
 Margaret 
 Epistle 
 
 The Goats 
 
 The Lovers' Debate 
 
 Ou Desjxdideney 
 
 Verses to a Young Fricml . . 
 
 The Prisoner 
 
 The Parting of the Needy Wife and Her Cow 
 
 The English Orphan 
 
 The Maid and Her Cows 
 
 Ballad 
 
 A Fiddler an' His Wife 
 
 Henry and Helen 
 
 Peter, Death and Tobaoco 
 
 Silvery Si-ream . . 
 
 Virgil's Last Pastoral 
 
 To a Tame Bee . . 
 
 Pastoral 
 
 Lines Written at- Brewster's Lake 
 
 Ou Eugenia Falls 
 
 Scjnnets 
 
 The Pilgrim Scpiaw 
 
 Lines to the Beaver Kiver 
 
 I'AdK 
 
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 18 
 19 
 
 . 20 
 25 
 
 . 26 
 2!> 
 
 . 31 
 34 
 
 . :jfi 
 
 37 
 . 39 
 40 
 42 
 44 
 45 
 47 
 . 48 
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 51 
 52 
 51 
 55 
 57 
 58 
 60 
 62 
 64 
 
THE GENIUS AND NELSON 
 
 A MAN iiiay well 1>(.' UiioAii for his ijnift 
 
 Aiul lor lii-i jK'Jict' ami ^tdihI will towani nun, 
 
 'I'h'Hiirli ni'vcr knowiii;^' cartliK i''\\<\ or liot . 
 St'cniinf^ so solitaiy, lie iiad Ixi'ii 
 
 Siicli an impatient. Inirrii'il, rotl-'^s liiini: 
 
 Towani woiucn tliat li.-'.| s.t tii. ni all a-il>finj,'. 
 
 Now Nelson ni'Vtr yi't was known to lii> 
 
 Knowin;^ of wliat nun or niai'ls dotii- aroiiinl him. 
 
 l'.t;t this fair ni^lit at Max\\rll h<' was free ; 
 
 Witli whiskey there tla; men had nourly fh-owned him, 
 
 He sat while worki ■! his teemini,' restles.s hrain 
 
 llonntl tlK)ii','hts it tliou^lit, hut hein^ thou/ht in v. tin. 
 
 When round the i,dorIous ^las^es passed a^ain, 
 And haek thi'y'd ^^'oia; all cliid<in^ mei-rily, 
 
 Youn^;' Xid.son started out his hoine to win, 
 Wlien lo ! lie met an aj^ed elm tree 
 
 Wliieh leaned itself far over todi-oern 
 
 Whether youfij::f Nelson now to smile did learn. 
 
 He knew no more until he did perceive 
 
 The Devil .stretched alonif tiie L;rouTid heside him ; 
 
 The Devil now from Nidson did receive 
 
 A touch, t' asceitain if his fears heiieil him, 
 
 Although the Devil fear.d as Nel.son felt 
 
 The nioutli be!.,ff,nn;.,' his love, h.e o'er him knelt. 
 
 He clieers younn' Xehon witli a wittv sjv ech, 
 
 Then forth with liim i^^oes douu tlie country roal, 
 
 And vowiuLT that he wouhl youni,' Nidson teach 
 To carry oi\' liis cares, no bur(]enin^ load ; 
 
8 
 
 THK GKN'H'S AND NELSON. 
 
 BrajT^iiiff tlie woitli of (llasHfordV: (glorious beer 
 Which al-i) is (h'stiiie<l lo drown all fear. 
 
 " Now Xi'lsoii you artj under tht- control 
 
 Hy wliicii I iiiiid r.iiwiilini,' followers to nie ; 
 
 See yonder niaidei; takes a niidni<j;ht stroll 
 Distiacted o'er the love she wastts on thee ! 
 
 Now with tlie ton<:jiie, that wine so late did maim, 
 
 '^j^uickly <fo forth ! your love to he;- proclaim I" 
 
 " Pleasuie, your honor, that I'll do at once ; " 
 Then oti'vonnir \e!son staif<rered to the maid. 
 
 But e'er he could a sini,de word pronounce 
 He sank beneath a blow upon his head. 
 
 At this the Devil laui^lied (|uite ".ne.' ..y, 
 
 While Nelson sat striving: throu'di tears to see. 
 
 Tlie Devil now connnanded hin? to bate 
 
 The sijrht of Nature, and the earii, and love. 
 
 Now, straiifbt way, this did him so mueh elate 
 He did proeeeil to strip the woods above ; 
 
 But e'er lie plucked a solitary leaf 
 
 The tree seemed to experience a relief. 
 
 Delusions, such as these, the Devil did 
 Supply to Nelson as he journeyed on, 
 
 Brin<4ing such dire results ; but Nelson rid 
 Himself at his p'ood parents' door: then gone 
 
 The Devil, slee]i did s( ek the wayward boy 
 
 And did administer licr purest joy. 
 
 Next morn, tner the tr(H!s and threatening clouil 
 
 Poor Nelson, isolated and forlorn. 
 Did loTk : for his ambition was so proud 
 
 'Twould scorn the very look of gi'ovelling scorn. 
 While crows to lum tlieir inharmonious voice 
 Did raise unniindful of young Nelson's choice. 
 
i ' ilil «!l! WWH WH»iW|pPWIiW|aWI 
 
 TIIK GKNUS A.Cl) N'KLSON. 9 
 
 At last the Devil, with a hau<;lity Hinjf 
 
 (Jf .spear- like tail, and wise-btcomiiifj K'"i"' 
 
 Ami jKilisiieil ehiiny horns ajtpeared to Ijrin^ 
 !{i> succor, ami to Neisoi s i'avor win, 
 
 Approaches, ami for tliis ititriision ! ei^s 
 
 His pardon and ids leave to cress his lei^r^. 
 
 "Sweet Nelson ! iiuw the cause of this explain, 
 I never know such cruel and t'renzed ^rief ! 
 
 Does love or soirow lieic your stejs restrain. 
 That in t!ie cup you cannot seek relief ( 
 
 Nature sup]ili<'s a remedy foi this 
 
 In rye or malt a never-failing hliss." 
 
 At this youn;^f Nelson's nio(]esty looked up, 
 And with a piuiny voici^ did say to Idni, 
 
 " If ever you intoxication sup 
 
 The woild will look at you as being grim, 
 
 Your friends will scorn, and, what is still much worse. 
 
 Will niourri that you are snareil hy this great curse." 
 
 The Devil tlung his shanks beneath his hips — 
 
 A very awkward pcwture, but in truth, 
 He was uneasy, nei'vous and his lips 
 
 Were dry as tluis lie diil address the youth, 
 " How prodigal your youthful life to waste 
 And iemedi<,s at hand of perfect taste. 
 
 " 'i'hes,' dandelions here whereon you lie. 
 
 Those hop-vines on that rngi^'ed fence pi'otect. 
 
 That weary, careworn, pilgrims passing liy 
 
 Might get and l^rew, or else with thim bedecked 
 
 'I'heir downy softness and their fragrance know. 
 
 Beside their knowledge of them others show. 
 
 " Look hovv these pi'inci'ly, hajipy, lalioi'ing bees 
 Extract fioiu flowers the ambrosial dew. 
 
10 
 
 rUK CEXllS AND NELSON. 
 
 An<l laden, .strive iij^^iiiist the drivini,' breeze 
 
 To (lueiich ile>ire.s(ii i.lliiitf druiies like you. 
 'Plus lion-y <,'et ami with some water h 'il, 
 Ferment witii hops, then drink and cease your moil." 
 
 " Look, then," returned youncr Nelson, " how thi.s sun 
 Extends its lontfinir arms down o'er this hill ; 
 
 While I its lialm and -oodness .scorniui,' shun, 
 For me it kindles this inunortai rill. 
 
 You praise like some proud, worthless youncr drunkard 
 
 Who praises for to make himself look hard. 
 
 " And plea.se, sir, has your majesty's keen eyes 
 Nii'er seen the deadeiied drunkard in the ditch, 
 
 Have yon ne'er heard his pieiciiifi, i)iteous cries 
 
 And, stannuering, cur>e himself, the woeful wretch ; 
 
 Have you ne'er seen his home so destitute 
 
 Where children, treml)lin<;, wait the maddened brute :' " 
 
 To this, the Devil drew him.self more clo.se 
 
 To Nelson and, conHdingly, did say, 
 " That is a tale my enemies oppose 
 
 "Me with, but here's the secret : ere my way 
 I homeward wend, that Nature also serve.s^ 
 With wine a power to .suspend the nerves." 
 
 " (!<wd sir, d! 1 you not bid nie," Nelson said, 
 " Last iiiL^bt, to hate ;ill ^joodness as I lu.ve 
 
 Hitherto hated vice ? " " La-t ni;,dit is dead ! " 
 Replied the Devil, looking- doubly <irrave. 
 
 " No mention of last ni^dit i care to hear, 
 
 I take your points and ar<;ue now, my dear." 
 
 "Then why these awful visions ?" Nelson asked, 
 '• Their wildlv ,ir:arini( eyes, all horrified, 
 
 Do llash a'ld inmble, even thouf^fh well inasked. 
 Astride th.e win'is of liorror foi'ced to ride 
 
THK GENIUS AND NELSON'. 11 
 
 Till sens- retuins, to brinjr the <liio reinorso — 
 The better earnings lie receives perforce :' " 
 
 The Devil iiu'ns him rounil and looks away, 
 
 A most (lisi^usteil visor does he wear. 
 Feigninj^ disgust with \els)n, that lie may 
 
 Have some couiiiassion for his proffered care. 
 Now Nelson laughs and feigns tocpiite i^elieve 
 His counsel, lest h would the Devil grieve. 
 
 The Devil, on his last remaining h(;ld, 
 
 At Nelson lookeii, as tho' he him despised 
 
 And would not have him in his tender fold ; 
 Hut then entreating, gentler looks devised 
 
 To ask " Are these good properties us sent 
 
 To be a misbegotten ornament ? " 
 
 And growing still more faithful and more kind 
 He pressed young Nelson for his ))arting vow, 
 
 And Nelson soon his noble neck did find 
 Encircled in an arm that raised his brow. 
 
 Now penitent, as he before was rude, 
 
 Suoffested he, in sickness 't might be good. 
 
 Upon the scene now came the Genius of the wood 
 And stretched himself against a neighboring tree ; 
 
 Prepared to aid the evil or the good 
 The Devil now diil wonder anxiously. 
 
 While thus to Nelson liid the Genius speak 
 
 An upiight posture did the Devil take. 
 
 " U thou would'st know, O Nelson, that thy food, 
 The pure spring water that beside you flows 
 
 And that which nature gives to you, is good ; 
 To breath the air as free as she bestows 
 
 And grasp this life that's given for your life. 
 
 You'd be as pure as this new opened leaf. " 
 
12 
 
 inK (;hnius and nki.son. 
 
 The sccmI now planted arul the stalk full j^rown, 
 The (,'r>at, tall, ^)al•iIll,^ r.)ckiii<,', forest trees 
 
 Do want no more than nature makes their own ; 
 Theii' native ;»ii, their nati>e food, the hees 
 
 Grow nevi r tii>,''l of, nor e'er ill-t'are, 
 
 Nor seek witli poison to (lisguise then- care. 
 
 •■ I l)ei^ your pardon, most respoctiMl sir " 
 (■['lie Devil .lid addre-s the (ienius now), 
 
 " But wiiy do you, sir, with tlus" man compare ? 
 Man's nature's i'allen won lert'ally low ; 
 
 And 'tis this fallen nature that demands 
 
 The cuj), destined to aid his lusart and luuvls" 
 
 The (jlenius spoke. '■ Then hiiild as I have said, 
 
 All men can think. It can be done throU'.,di thou^da 
 
 And ^■;oodness, as th'.' lowly shrub is fed. 
 
 Rebuild and then the fonn-r soul is brought, 
 
 Laden fhi' rottt-d honse with patches sound 
 
 And erumbh; it n\va\ the lowly n;round ! 
 
 ' 'Tis for tile evil, puny, ill-fed minds 
 That naturr, as a human mother, made 
 
 Those transient j'Vs, but he that knowlege tinds 
 Will Hnd that life's L';ay colors seldom fade; 
 
 And know t'^e hand that ijave the remeilies, 
 
 (lave the:n the unljiitn'Ml minds of num to please. 
 
 " Immodeiati?! .(rief your hope does oft recall '. 
 
 And tears your eyelids parched does bathing woe 
 The densitv, bred in the minds of all, 
 
 lletards'the former soul from speaking through." 
 (^uoth Nelson, " Now 1 know that all is good 
 I will forget there e'er was eanhly feu.'. 
 
 'I'll liv." an<l love, and seek no other life 
 Than that wliieh I have learned 1 <\o po.ssess. 
 
" I'AUADISR URI rSF.l). 
 
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 Nutiiio ne'er ineant for us tliis ncnliess strite, 
 
 lielievini,', need we leiimlies tlie less." 
 Defciiteil, now the Devil turned away, 
 Life came to Neiion and death to my lay. 
 
 "PAKADISE REFrsKD." 
 
 Thk scent of sweetest uew-mown l.ay 
 
 Stretched like great Pho'1)iis' len.<;tiieniii<r ray 
 
 The stream was turned from tired wheek. 
 
 The lahourinff liorse loose traces feels. 
 
 The birds were noiseless oncc' again 
 
 Wlien our Bachelor of Medicine 
 
 Did to his otKce dark repair : 
 
 Wl\v-re swains oft came to dump their care. 
 
 Tliis Bachelor (the name of whom 
 
 Was never wove with ancitnt hr-m, 
 
 Nor wouUl 1 dare inst^rt it here 
 
 'T would aptly wrencli some leadei's ear) 
 
 Did love to set his passion burnin<f 
 
 And th'ni go fill them wi'h great Kaniing 
 
 That he'd gaiuetl hy nnceaseless poii(h_M-ing 
 
 And pouring over l)o()ks and wondering, 
 
 Or rather by this lore bereft, 
 
 With but his own conclusion left. 
 
 Which in his mind is so imbeihled, 
 
 Reason maintiins it can't be headed. 
 
 Clothing his otlspriug Ignoiance 
 
 From his stock-room ot leariu d sense, 
 
 Then thirsty knowleilge he now pesters 
 
 'Mid orators' impressive gestures, 
 
 Wisely avoiding conti'adictiou 
 
 By his HO ever-ready ticiion : 
 
 With towering hard and clenched hand 
 
 And leigning wisdom eyes his stand, 
 
u 
 
 'AKADISK KKFKSKD. 
 
 He takes ami tlieii he does |irocee(l 
 
 All deities to now u|iliiiii 1. 
 
 (Jood Milton's work he coiitnidicis, 
 
 On Fancy's hreast he hell depicts. 
 
 No devil" on earth did ever tarry 
 
 A myth, (pioth lie imaji^inary. 
 
 His violin his only joy, 
 
 He often pestered since a hoy : 
 
 The cruel heart-rending, strangled moans, 
 
 Persistent howling, screeching groans 
 
 Seemed to long call like tortured fiend 
 
 For water, laudanum or morphine. 
 
 Perforce a happy lull with no jest 
 
 Could one an\id the strangled jirotest 
 
 Of these poor spirits, good or evil, 
 
 More haply they are the devil, 
 
 In their so murdered, awful t'orn;, 
 
 That ot some guts o'er half a ipiorum 
 
 Here long suspended o'er a cavern, 
 
 The devil's undiscovered tavern. 
 
 Till even their own heart-rending dirge sings 
 
 Under the most unsightly scourgings 
 
 Of hair off" some poor horsetail scalp, 
 
 Taned on by no fair angel's help, 
 
 This often, with hut little beer, 
 
 Fiom him banishe<l a ghostly ferr. 
 
 Oft his good ear did say remove it, 
 
 But isadjiis deaf one did approve it, 
 
 I'll check my ever-mournful muse 
 
 Lest amateurs she will abuse, 
 
 And, too, in fear Apollo passes 
 
 To make my ears grow like an ass's. 
 
 A churchyard was on liis domain, 
 
 And at it many a glance he'd ta'en ; 
 
 There seemed no owner to the ground, 
 
 The inmates' friends could riOt be found : 
 
 The thou'dit that thcv would trouble him 
 
PARADISE llKKl'SEl). 
 
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 Drew forth a tVowii a^ s])(cli't!'s ^liin. 
 Tlie doctor leaves the ,i:a}- Ciirousal 
 Where are ensiafjeil in (h-unktn wassail, 
 The jolly but inreniperate swam, 
 Who love of niai'leiis does lisdaiii; 
 And stagi^ered fast, his ' iiior i|r.ellinLC, 
 On airy Jaunt past villai^o dwellinL'. 
 It was a ni((ht when heaven and earth, 
 Were strivinjj; hard ''ch to outworth ; 
 When forth like tierce death-huiitin<r woe, 
 He shonlders scythe and <foes to mow 
 The wild (frass from the old churchyard, 
 And f^rasp his brain by- woikin^,' hard. 
 The swain, still boisterously prancini^, 
 Violently to the violin dancini,' : 
 And oft their nose ditl bump the lloor, 
 Which but for them had turned ri^hl o'er ; 
 Sometimes the floor seemed surely i,'one, 
 For far beneath the stars had slione. 
 All mown now are the lovely Uowers, 
 Survivors of the waning bowers ; 
 And friends in sorrow straying hero, 
 Lovers and even parent dear : 
 A close against the fence is thrown, 
 All mossy lies each rutle headstone. 
 The old log church in tottering state, 
 Left to its inevitable fate ; 
 From which do modern parsons flee. 
 While fortune winks with ilignity. 
 As they upon the structure gaze, 
 From which ascended truest praise. 
 The rich will always scrape and clutch. 
 And surely always grapple much. 
 'Tis well if some old count ly man 
 Don't haunt him in some dreadful ban. 
 Or pale old Hecate's offm-ing 
 Him deep into the Beaver 'd fling. 
 
k; 
 
 " rAKADi^i: |{i:ki SI d. 
 
 'riu'ii to liis Militli; liiil liiiii I'O.'ir 
 
 Ami ii-k liiiii liiiw li(.> lik(^ the faro: 
 
 Perha|is tlic}' wnulil i iii^ht priliT, 
 
 When i^Mio.sts I'i-mih llrnwii's l;iko aii' ast'r — 
 
 A I itchy iii^ht, wlicn rains do dritt 
 
 One, while his li^^dit skull fair <loes lift. 
 
 Ihit .love foiliid that ore they Nvould 
 
 (An old (•onuniinit\ so J^ood i 
 
 Chum with tliat hellish ballCf tire, 
 
 And walk upon that lake of mire. 
 
 Tile ihictor has attaint il his ends, 
 
 Shoulders his seythe and homeuat 1 wends ; 
 
 He walks fast on and while he walks, 
 
 Quito jovial to himself he talks: 
 
 One could have heard him now ixelaim, 
 
 (For he a sleeping; piff does maim) — 
 
 If you're th'j devil 
 
 I lii.\^ he civil : 
 
 I am nut tiL'iit, 
 
 l>ut dark's the nitrht, 
 That makes me o'er the stones to claMei" ; 
 
 My feet ai-e liyht, 
 
 I'll make a lli^iit, 
 F;ister than devil's feet can jiatter. 
 
 I'm all all me, 
 
 I think I'll run- 
 Well, d n the stone : 
 
 ( )ii, deil, I'm done. 
 Now, dcvd, it' you nevei' spared 
 
 'i'he like of me, 
 t), Satan dear, I'm awful scared, 
 
 I'll oidy die. 
 Well, ])ii:, you are like Satan — hair.-d — 
 
 Now let me sii^h." 
 A storm had gathered from the west, 
 Hurled swiftly on like ocean crest, 
 Wliile liirlitiiin"' fi'oni niviif, ;nH>-('rod .Toyp. 
 
I'AUAMsK KEKUsKI). 
 
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 Did flash and dancf liis heail above. 
 The wind fjods struck uiitliiiching hlows 
 Which niortiiufj (h'wdrops did discldse, 
 Behind him chains are hnidly clatterinfj, 
 His loosened teeth each other batterintj;, 
 A ghost, with awful voice, then spoke 
 (One'd thouffht its vocal chords had broke] 
 Good friend, undaunted I did seek 
 All this dark nii,dit with you to speak, 
 But you did fly far from my breast 
 And gave nor you nor I a rest. 
 In Parauise, whose joys are thine, 
 I want thee this wild night to dine. 
 With this dark storm how I have striven 
 To tell you that there's to be giveii 
 In your own honor there to-night 
 A banquet on a table white. 
 The doctor sat striving to make 
 His face as white while he did shake, 
 And when he did attempt to speak 
 His corpsedike body then did reek, 
 Vnd now between a cry and screech 
 He said, Great spirit, I beseech 
 That you do leave me here alone, 
 I am not yet a man of bone, 
 But if you do demand my breath 
 Pray leave me here after my death. 
 Heaven owns for me no greater bliss 
 Than Nature's downy breast and kiss ; 
 Therefore beside the Beaver, pray 
 Leave me if only for a day, 
 And let my mind unchanged remain ; 
 Let me my woes and cares retain, 
 And let me love the maidens here, 
 There are no fairer maidens there. 
 Ah, Paradise must have a dearth 
 
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18 " I'AKADISE ItKFrSED. 
 
 Then spoke the ^'host, This liii to take 
 
 To her who's paiiitcil fur your sake : 
 
 The county never uwmd a phice 
 
 That could vie with its Paradise ; 
 
 With, nymphs its WDods and i^hiiles do team 
 
 Vet tliis a lovolier plate you dteni. 
 
 And now this tierce and wild encounter 
 
 (The outcome of his moving saunter) 
 
 He does relate to all his friends ; 
 
 Being proud, he's saved advice he lends. 
 
 " While coming home from mowing weary, 
 
 This driving rainy e'en and dreary. 
 
 As sure's the daylight found the night, 
 
 I saw tl'.at cursed weird light: 
 
 I passed the stable that had been 
 
 The house old Begg killed his wife in 
 
 With axe, her head reverently grey 
 
 And shoulders chopped, and then he lay 
 
 Upon the bloody-clotted bed 
 
 Beside the mother — mangled — dead. 
 
 With dignity I passed the lake. 
 
 Then violently my nerves did quake — 
 
 A giant with a lantern head, 
 
 A hellish ball and fiery red. 
 
 From out the lake where he'd been swimmin' 
 
 Came prancing like some goblin woman, 
 
 The very same old giant ghost 
 
 (And I will warrant you does boast) 
 
 Who chased our preacher full one mile, 
 
 Then left him breathless on a stile. 
 
 And, wdute with hori-or, dread and woe, 
 
 I saw it nearer, nearer grow. 
 
 I dreamed one night that soon or never 
 
 I'd be drowned in the raging Beaver. 
 
 I thought had 't been a fortune teller 
 
 'Twouid never pay to buy and sell her. 
 
 AH mortals, proud of what they know. 
 
THK FM.Ol'OMMAN. 
 
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 Quite often meet a gale of woe, 
 
 And when tlicy no advices heed, 
 
 Then woeful times will suiely speed, 
 
 Like some man on a cruel bicycle, 
 
 Astride a sadille like a heckle, 
 
 Ls couihin;.' pedals like a stag 
 
 To reach liis home before he'd lag. 
 
 I looked, I suw the demon come, 
 
 Then fell to know my awfid doom ; 
 
 Bereft of strength lay on my lace. 
 
 The light behind merely a pace ; 
 
 It opened up its mouth an<l spake 
 
 Which did infernal echo wake: 
 
 " In Paradise, whose joys are thine, 
 
 I want thee this wild night to dine." 
 
 I crept and fell and staggered on, 
 
 I looked again — the light was gone. 
 
 Let poets love nocturnal walks, 
 
 And let them have their ghostly talks, 
 
 But let them see that light a-coming 
 
 So wildly zigzag and saint stunning. 
 
 And they may see themselves a-getting 
 
 All their deserving and regretting. 
 
 That home they did not (piickly scramble 
 
 And wait for no such nightly ramble." 
 
 THE PLOUGHMAN. 
 
 I'm king ! I love, so make my subjects love ; 
 I wield my sceptre that I here may prove 
 The mightiest intiuence over king possessed : 
 I make this bed of love, then sport and rest 
 Till golden is my land. Then I go forth 
 And gather gold and show my worth 
 In giving to my servants bountifully. 
 My Queen goes (where she does delight to be) 
 
20 THK f;KNKAI.O<;ISTS. 
 
 Singing among tuy bloating tlocka and herds. 
 Who love my C^Uieen and her kind, cheering word-. 
 Sh(! feeds my lowi and milks my tlowing cows, 
 Then drives them to the shade and to their browse. 
 My prince is scampering tliro' di'lightinl wo()<ls. 
 Searching the knolls an<l claiming Nature's foods. 
 My silent cottage, 'miilst tlie stately hills 
 And trees imidanted which cold winds there still, 
 Holds all the pleasures that existence gives, 
 The harmony that in a beehive thrives: 
 While my traineil guards uie peace are bringing 
 In glorious ecstasy they .iround me singing. 
 
 THE GENEALOGISTS. 
 
 As when did Socrates the hendock drink, 
 Because of love and pity for all men. 
 
 Old, tearful Sol i' the west disdained to sink : 
 He pitied not the earth, for no man can 
 
 Pity the earth beneath six feet of snow, 
 
 In Nature's furs — through which no wind can blow. 
 
 Or if the earth was pitied, it was that 
 
 No maiden's toes could touch its gentle breast ; 
 
 No high-heeled, delving, pointed shoe, or flat. 
 Would let her sink and lie with earth at rest, 
 
 In darkness, like a body with the measles. 
 
 Or goose-eggs, hidden from the light and weasels. 
 
 Or tuat it had such an enormous weight 
 
 That her young seeds might commit suicide, 
 
 Then she could hear no 'dmiring passers prate 
 Upon her children that had unborn died : 
 
 Not for love-letters left by the mail carrier, 
 
 Whose knowing horses started for the farrier. 
 
THE (itNKALOGlSTS. 
 
 But pitied were the travellers who strove 
 With only arniH uml he.id above the snow, 
 
 And pitied, too, the snioth'rin;^ stock tliey drove 
 Both forth und l)aek to where the s|irin^' did tlow 
 
 lUit e'er he had much time to pity nie, 
 
 I reached a house wherein was revelry. 
 
 'Twas like a modest little country inn 
 
 Where I was imiuured i.i a storm like this, 
 
 Where to each other each seemed near akin, 
 Yet one (although he knew they were amiss) 
 
 Sutfered it, till at last his re[)Utation 
 
 Knjoyed a very hriet" infatuation. 
 
 There lived a man, l>y name Donald McCallum, 
 A spendthrift he, yet <:ood man was, and who.se 
 
 l)eli<^dit was in his epitliet, and alum 
 
 Was not by him considered, as was booze. 
 
 For sore throat, or a filthy dark-brown taste, 
 
 And he for a " preventive" oft ma le haste. 
 
 H.-'d often boasted that he'd ta'en a blend 
 Of Epicuris and Little Nell's rrrandfather, 
 
 That he might here attain a noble end ; 
 
 'Ti < hoped his kin will see that to no other 
 
 Great models he could been lialf so devout, 
 
 Yet give him praise for what few carry out. 
 
 Tradition says of Donald, he was fond 
 Of company gay, and being himself gay. 
 
 But 's authenticity is scarce, 't does sound 
 Rather ridiculous as fairy play: 
 
 When he at being jovial made attempt, 
 
 The alo he drank made him strictly exempt. 
 
 He has no epitaph, not e'en a tombstone, 
 
 riut, as ills ieuu, aUiViViii^ Wile ucCiccS, 
 
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22 
 
 THE GKNEALOOISTS. 
 
 The brute did never labour to deserve one ; 
 
 Hut, truthfully, lest Donald's ^'host me sees, 
 I will describe the glorious celebration 
 At which forced was he to make expiation. 
 
 With ten old jin^jling coppers in his pocket, 
 
 Donald proceeded to the villa<fe inn : 
 His eyes in eagerness near (juit their sockets. 
 
 As if they run a race yet could not win ; 
 Few men, I vouch, could ever once sustain 
 One-half the triumph Donald did contain. 
 
 Uis name he spoke like something over .':acred, 
 
 And any one by name of Donald was a good frien 1 ; 
 
 He'd pulled it oft' his coat-tail on a placard 
 
 Which through him did a mortifying chil' s-n '. 
 
 But in the inn he met a stranger, Donald, 
 
 And thouirh a stranger he was briskly fondled. 
 
 So now he says — (Donald the grand old spiindthrift — 
 Calling the stranger for to have a " tip "), 
 
 " I'll pass no Donald," then he saw his friend shift 
 And call out " Donald : " with scarce open lip. 
 
 That Donald introduced, they calleth more 
 
 From out their beds ai d from the neighboring store. 
 
 My muse this idle tale would here insert. 
 
 In spite of all my tears, and pshaws, and pishes, 
 
 I laughed, anil took the scandal not to heart, 
 Rather than with the maid be over vicious. 
 
 I did protest — " my talc will ne'er u|iholil it," 
 
 Then she was wroth and sorry that she'd toM it. 
 
 Rut then it is a sort of simile, 
 
 Of the prevailing harmony I found. 
 Kach 1,'uest was just aswelcuiiie as could b', 
 
 Not even the hostess did the [leojile wound 
 
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 With eyes and mouth all in a vile distort, 
 
 Or, " simply died " her guests (home) to escort. 
 
 I passed in through the kitchen to the hall— 
 But here another verse to worthless prate 
 
 I give: r the kitchen, where was held a ball, 
 I saw a couple in a tete-a-tete — 
 
 Tlie girl— a city girl— did act afccied, 
 
 While the Beau Brunimel did act all (/refected. 
 
 Her hand upon her gentle, heaving bosom. 
 
 She softly gazed in his excited eyes, 
 While he stood trembling there in fear he'd lose sotaC' 
 
 Esteem of the much-cherished little prize : 
 He raised his proud y cung eyebrows as a hound 
 Who seeks praise when his victim's on the ground. 
 
 Now, with inflection rising, she exclaimed, 
 " I have a queer sensation in ray breast," 
 
 And instantly he had an answer framed 
 And then a fear now did the boy infest. 
 
 And stayed with him as close as lies a new spouse, 
 
 But blurted he, " Bet dollar it's a blue louse 1 " 
 
 But here I entered wheie my story appertains. 
 My players, three old women there, betwixt_ 
 
 Threescore and eighty years, with laboring tjains. 
 Tried to place relatives— they'd not been nxed ; 
 
 Had they l)een all dis-^eminated through 
 
 The catacombs of Rome, and labelled, too ? 
 
 Like bees the relatives were crowded there, 
 And often at a swarm was much confusion, 
 
 And when a man with one old aunt they'd pair. 
 He always slued around with such illusion, 
 
 That he would cause much bitterness of feeling 
 
 And send each reputation up and reeling. 
 
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 THK (iENEALOGISTS. 
 
 And now already of their talk I'm tired, 
 But here I'm poiseil with unabatin^ vim. 
 
 And if I do not seem at all inspired, 
 I will incur the bitter enmity of them ; 
 
 For I have told them (Lord, forgive my lying). 
 
 To write a letter I was devoutly tryinff. 
 
 I will describe the room, and if I find 
 
 Another paper bag I will procee<i 
 To chi'onicle genealogy till blind, 
 
 < )r rhyme till, hajily, rhyme to sense will lead, 
 Or where I may in peace soliloquize, 
 Ijuu if not, I'll quit and apologize. 
 
 I turned and saw a bookcase (please excuse 
 
 My manners), I did hasten at the sight 
 0^ one racked volume which I would peruse, 
 
 For " Pilgrim's Progress," in clear print and bright, 
 'Twas labelled — but 'twas followed by " Mark Twain " 
 Disgusted now, I took my seat again. 
 
 For this was all the spacious case contained — 
 Save one false face, harndess, yet very vicious, 
 
 And some rude photographs by artist stained ; 
 
 Cherished was one especially and thought precious, 
 
 (Needless) she was immortalized by crayon 
 
 (Like angel) in an attitude of praying. 
 
 And soared above my head, while 1 did so 
 
 Ridiculously, yet involuntarily, mock 
 Her, as love from out my heart did How : 
 
 And had my soul been adamantine rock, 
 T'had not been more serene beneath the scorning 
 (Jaze of the old mens' portraits till the morning. 
 
 Now, I've delayed the writing of my story 
 Till I've nor women's wit nor paper any ; 
 
MONOHHYME. 
 
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 They are asleep, and I loath am to bore ye 
 
 With more such verse that is not worth a penny, 
 But if I'm not so sleepy that I'M tumble, 
 I'll tro and try to outwit the Beau Brummel. 
 
 MOXOKHYME 
 
 In the brave pioneer days of yore, 
 
 Poor Richard's pitifid dolor 
 
 Did change into a mad furore ; 
 
 He had accomplished every chore 
 
 While all the house was in a snore. 
 
 As restless on a stormy shore 
 
 As sands was he then to explore, 
 
 And make a sea of Pussy's gore. 
 
 'Twas dark. A board o' the unnailed floor 
 
 Reached to a sleeper, but no more, 
 
 And from the sleeper it reached o'er 
 
 Stepped Richard and sank by the door 
 
 On slivery hemlock lumber bore. 
 
 Only on air and darkness, for 
 
 His landing cry seemed all hi.s store. 
 
 It sounded like old Thundering Thor, 
 
 Or Vulcan making mountains jar 
 
 Repairing for the god of war. 
 
 His night-dress tail was ripped and tore, 
 
 His bowlegs most almighty sore ; 
 
 His hips on hemlock had been wore 
 
 All on the precipitous pour; 
 
 He, with his bruised moutli all gore, 
 
 By his dear sister's old cats swore. 
 
 And by the cabalistic Zohar, 
 
 That they'd be murdered cxtenipore. 
 
 Alas ! the cats had hearti the roar. 
 
 They left the town winning the score 
 
 And think they always howled befoie. 
 
MAH(;Ai;i:T. 
 
 Low iii a wile, where tlowers few suiirays cauffht, 
 Flowers that i,frew so fair, slemlor and tall, 
 
 With ()])L'ii, lovely ilesliy lips tliat sDU^'ht 
 
 The sun rhat i^ave them stren<;th yet made thtMii fail 
 
 Did Marijarit wai'.der in lif^r temler sprinif 
 
 An>'. iiuw a-ain seel<in^ her strenj^^thenitig-. 
 
 Her v^arni younj^^ feet the cold wet sr..nes did press 
 
 IIiinL,^ hy lier liair a tlin'sy bonnet lay 
 Upon lier snowy bosom, to distress 
 
 The fretting billows labotnin;; in di>may. 
 In love of all the world the maiden stretched 
 Her arms, yet lovin;,', laboure'i sio;li!s s' '"tclied. 
 
 William liad loveil her in her dewy luo , 
 And let the sunrays f(!ed uf'on tlie ro^e ; 
 
 iUit now left lier his loss to wiMl}- moui'n 
 
 And jiale j^row in the vale where wind ne'ei blows ; 
 
 Yet weaken not in hoping' for her fair 
 
 To oome u<^ain and 'gain his love declnre. 
 
 Her clasped hands and brown uplifted eyes, 
 Tlie tender smile that plays around her lips, 
 
 Her fair lirown hair that's ne'er escaped the ti(?s 
 From wdnch the kindly moonlij^ht constant drips, 
 
 Does not l'e-j)eak the pain that in her waits 
 
 T' accomplish work giv'n by th' envenomed Fates. 
 
 Whether by secret impulse or by chance 
 
 William did, frowninj/, saunter near the maid ; 
 
 He sees her there and scorns his heat intense. 
 For sitice liis lips had !.is desire obeyed, 
 
 His PiiMiiix down was tempered, on his chin 
 
 It had been black liut now was wlute again. 
 
 Again th(^ maiden's lovelit, hungry eyes. 
 
 Did search her memory's vale for 'William's fact-. 
 
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MAi;(iAi!i/r. 
 
 27 
 
 And opening- them they met their treasured prize : 
 
 Then I'urth slie runs to gain a sweet oinSiace ; 
 Foirt-ettin^' scfini, slie liupes that he'll fori^^et 
 And thun theii' li[)S could inett us they ha'l met. 
 
 Be'iiml a mask (jf bou^rhs, wliieh did arrest 
 
 '['111' rays from out her shininj^ eye.s, she .stopped, 
 
 Ami thiiu;;ht to l)e more stranj,'e and dressed 
 
 Her tlioui,dits in words of alien mien whieh dropped 
 
 Out at her mouth and vanislied like a dream 
 
 Moc-kod Ity the artlesH chatter of the stream. 
 
 Althouoh she loved !iim when she saw him tiist, 
 She 'd acted sti'an;,fe, compelleil by nature's hand; 
 But now the more the lij^dit some speech rehearsed 
 'J'lie pirue did riiLjing love and strength expand, 
 Fearing' the scorning evil eye of piety 
 And famishing in leach of lier satiety. 
 
 'Tis double pain to dwell l)et\veen desire 
 
 'Co be as mighty Nature bids us be 
 And Dread (a citizen of minlerous ire), 
 
 Who carries siuime and rotoriety. 
 S'lo gazed as from a jutting cliff she'd ride 
 Ui^on a cloud-sea. then sink satisfied. 
 
 Yet love uu lOticed needs no rocjuieni read, 
 
 The:e is a hand that soothes the broken heart ; 
 
 Love rules the honest soul that mourns the dead 
 And bids a biother cool the angry smart; 
 
 Therefore, love turned to strength, her weakness no.v 
 
 She tossed her teiir-ilewed hair and raised her brow. 
 
 O'er his left shoulder was her right arm wound. 
 
 Under his other was a lily arm 
 Firmly and cl'.^se as bending osiers bound ; 
 
 She begs his love yet dreain st not of harm 
 The oddness now breaks down immediate scorn 
 And leaves him iust as helpless as when born. 
 
2S 
 
 MAUIiAUET. 
 
 " You would of milk defraud the clumsy lamb ; _ 
 Yoa would keep out of heaven the vrorthy siiiiit 
 
 You love to sec colts whiimey for their dam, 
 You would our i;ooiUy iipJuro nobly paint, 
 
 Then crush the paintinj,' on my 1 ilioured breast, 
 
 Yet biariti},' thif^ I could not you detest. 
 
 •' () William, why leave me to such an end, 
 
 Would you the heart of beast extiact and slice 
 
 Ere it had become able to defend 
 Itself, or would you prettily ontiie 
 
 Into its death a grovellino- animal 
 
 And sec tlie innocent to earth then fall '. 
 
 " But if you would, I love thee yet more fond 
 
 That thou should'st have one fault that I mi^dltmend 
 
 And while you're with your comrades and your hound 
 'Twould be more joy to have you me suspend, 
 
 Then take me to your noble heart again 
 
 That being blown on more love I would contain." 
 
 Said William, " 'Twas a youthful impulse that 
 Did spur me on to win your guardless throne, 
 
 Then on the victory in my palm I'd spat, 
 But love in pity's mien would not atone. 
 
 Now since the wintry hoar o'er.spread.s my brain, 
 
 I've lost my youth and all it did contain." 
 
 He tried to free himself as he did hear 
 
 His comrades coming from the giddy fo.K chase, 
 
 And spite expected jeers or unworthy fear. 
 She does her be4 from him a kiss to purchase. 
 
 Alas : the only thing he thinks or feels 
 
 Is fear the hunters will hear her appeals. 
 
 Deceit did offer him excuses for 
 
 His presence in the fair and sacred vale, 
 
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 But listless William heeded even more 
 
 Her sisterinu: llowers than her face so pale, 
 Oi- keen Deceit's apologies ami charms 
 To hel|) him tic: the lovely Margaret's arms. 
 
 But now a spell as magic dues him waken, 
 
 A sense uf saoreJ duty thrust upon 
 Him ami the well-besieged city's taken ; 
 
 Her womanliness alone has William won, 
 For womanliness is a weai)on wielded 
 Lender which every man has always yielded. 
 
 And while her tears do melt his stubborn neck, 
 And while slie breathes upon his softenini,' lace 
 
 The tender breath of love, his love came liack 
 And spanned the awful intervening space. 
 
 And clapping kisses on each tear-stainetl clieek 
 
 They turned and heard his approving comrades speak. 
 
 " Let us here tire one grand and long salute 
 To this fair maiden, to her nature true ; 
 
 Right rojally your guns upraise an 1 shoot, 
 For honorably (li(l this maiden sue. 
 
 Three .shells into the heavens again unload, 
 
 Honor as forceful as the shells explode." 
 
 EPISTLE. 
 
 W^ELL, Tom, your stomach must be sickly 
 
 That maile you leave again so quickly ; 
 
 The roads may be as bad to Tilly, 
 
 But then you'll tramp them like a bully; 
 
 The village has an aspect humble. 
 
 But for a day you should not grumble. 
 
 Had you, for health's sake, strolled the town, 
 
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 ki'isii.l;. 
 
 Your nieniory M painti'il that iluk tVown, 
 
 The tanners r.mivl liad shown their teams 
 
 Till sweat had ran dtltlieni in streams: 
 
 'l"he blacksmith hliiidly liatiim' red either 
 
 The nail or slioe, or may l)e neither ; 
 
 Tlie miller, adniirinr; your traincil paces, 
 
 Had let the mill-stones ■;■() to Mazes ; 
 
 The carpenters had s])illed tlieir p;dnt 
 
 In gazin^^ at the saintly saint: 
 
 The floats, lookinLT with Ircrinir eyes, 
 
 Were stricken dumb at tiic surprise : 
 
 The dead had peered out o'er the hill 
 
 Around the tall and treudtlinir mill, 
 
 Your friend, orood . . . , turned and said, 
 
 " Why, yoiider's Tom, or T am dead." 
 
 Hut .... all shivering, looked and giowied 
 
 "That is not Tom, wlio always howled." 
 
 One woman s[)oke-- (not vrry dental) 
 
 She, knowili<,^ vowed tliat T(»m was e'Ht'e 
 
 But one, late huried in the plot, 
 
 Cooled the discussion, new so hot. 
 
 With — " Tom has been away to Alton, 
 
 And \vm the i/wU are castinj^ salt on." 
 
 Fortune but follow.s up a fall, 
 
 Susie' 11 lie dearer, after all. 
 
 So in my case I too am reapiir.;-, 
 
 A fall has bi'oui^dit me to bookkeeping. 
 
 I'm not excelled in all the ring 
 
 For jotting down each little thing. 
 
 My la-t jot from the sawmill roof 
 
 Left me a-dangling m\- right hoof. 
 
 I had been praying for stmu' maid 
 
 Me for to help — a worthless J ;di'. 
 
 But now I ho]ie that I will see 
 
 None that will tow my legs away — 
 
 But then the maidens I go by 
 
 
rilK 'DATs. 
 
 " On, Billy, I am loatli to think 
 That we were liorn in such a stink ; 
 These Christians turn their lu'a'ls an'l wink 
 
 And siiitrand snort- — 
 They'll some day take an uwl'iil kink 
 For all this sport. 
 
 " Tho men in (irecco thon-ht it no crime 
 To let our fathers mountains climb 
 And view the grand old woods ^uhlime: 
 
 And let them feed 
 Upon the sweet and fiaf^rant thyme, 
 And p:iy no liceil. 
 
 " l>ut here Vv'o are fast tied to<^ethe!- 
 F>y this enormous we io;hty tether, 
 Cut off the very thickest leatlier 
 
 Tliat ever j,'rew. 
 And both of us well knowing whether 
 
 'Tv'ill pull in two. 
 
 " Perhaps they arc alVaid we might 
 Ascend some diz/.y- eeniin;?; height, 
 Where our good hoofs would fail outright 
 
 Then one of us 
 Would come headfirst down, like a kite, 
 
 With (h-'^adful souse. 
 
 " I have go -d reason to complain, 
 Thy love to disbelieve I'm fain, 
 And thou, I alwavs did maintain. 
 
 Was far too rude ; 
 Vou brush past me time and again 
 For no known good. 
 
j^o mi; (io.vi'^. 
 
 " With hatred now I fiiirly roek. 
 I am at heart, too, deathly sick. 
 An-1 now ol.l Hilly ^ '1^' ^^^^"^ 
 
 To end my life ; 
 I'll pluni^'C into the Heaver creek 
 And (juit my ^nief. 
 
 " The pityin;^' Heaver tlien will tlow 
 O'er me and all this frenzied woe; 
 Instead of beiny skinned I'll ^o 
 
 A decent goat. 
 Some other Nannie tlioii may tow 
 
 Into thy cote." 
 
 " Ah, Nannie, Nature did compel 
 Me for to touch thy beautiful 
 Young side, and why, t will thee tell 
 
 If thou will wait ; 
 You know I ne'er could talk so well 
 
 At such a gait. 
 
 " I am not like the weak men here 
 Who electric belts do have to wear. 
 I'm made to have no lowly fear 
 
 Of your fair sex ; 
 Your beauty drives away all care 
 And impels my kicks. 
 
 "This tether to you does me tie. 
 And if you go I, too, shall die : 
 That would my poor nerves doubly try. 
 
 Such awful shock ! — 
 
 The rocks and hills thy dying cry 
 
 Would doubly mock." 
 
 The life of Billy, Richard sought, 
 And while they argued he was bought: 
 Then .soon the "strap was cut and caught 
 The Billy goat. 
 
TIIK COATS. 
 
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 lie lud liimoffaiid had hiiii shot, 
 Down riLur his cote 
 
 Now pityful (lid Naiuiie -grieve : 
 She bei,'!,'ed to know who did bereave 
 Her sitk, and llichard did believe 
 
 She spoke to liini. 
 And tears, while woe her breast did heave, 
 
 Tier eyes did dim. 
 
 " Alas! now Richard, I am woe. 
 Your sprinj^rs will now for<,'et to tlow ; 
 Your jiastiire th/lds will wasting' <^r<iw 
 
 For this your wrath : 
 Such pain you'll get, I do now trow, 
 As Billy's death 
 
 " 'Twould ease my heart if all the sheep 
 With me this mornful tale would keep, 
 Telling with groans both long and deep 
 
 That Billy's dead, 
 Till every living thing would weep 
 
 O'er Billy's head. 
 
 " He was a goat well flecked with white, 
 A true Arcadian in a fight ; 
 At the cote's door he's lain all night, 
 
 That cold, cold cote 
 That faced the sky's cold northern light, 
 
 Fit for no goat. 
 
 " While now. uncared for, I do rove, 
 I have no doubt but Pan will move 
 The hearts of men, that they may love 
 
 My aching bones 
 And place them resting in your grove 
 With niy last groans." 
 
T!IK I/)VKIIS' DKI'.ATK. 
 
 Whks W'lms {^n/.i'il upon llio oartli 
 
 AikI Heavrr's hanks wore white, 
 Tilt' t'itteiin},' sha'lows ciimio witli inc 
 
 Out throui^'h the Milet;' iii^'ht : 
 Anil winils caiuo hollow from the caves, 
 
 And with each lircath ilid l)lo\v', 
 Spreadin*,' out o'er the IS^avfr 'ml I 
 
 'Ihe restless waiting- snow. 
 
 The eleccric air spu 1 to my \m\'^-^, 
 
 I found as lover drank 
 'i'he silvered water from the stream, 
 
 And lay upon the hank ; 
 The walls of rock my city rouiul 
 
 Their sluulows roofed o'er uu\ 
 My silent sentinels on hiyh 
 
 Whispered that I was free. 
 
 And soon the melody that tlowrd 
 
 Upon my listeninif car. 
 Was soft as shadows in the wind, 
 
 As love's own voice to fear. 
 Two swains, debatinjf on ti^ir loves 
 
 On wlusperscame alonj;, 
 Whicli, live /Eolian harps, the trcs 
 
 Chancrod into artless son-f. 
 
 I'oor Herbie stum! tied o'er a rock. 
 
 Just as lie did proclaim 
 His homely maid among the hills 
 
 As Beauty's model dame ; 
 And Willie tossrd his face against 
 
 The moonlight up above, 
 
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l.oVHtS DKI'.MI'. 
 
 ( )iir jinii was stretcliiMl to .i n<)itli«rn town 
 Atvl one \v;is numd his loVf. 
 
 Til* re live: ;i in:ii'l,' y'>iiii^' Wiilii- siii'l, 
 
 " 1m yonder ■j^a>\\i town, 
 i! ,ili culluieil Knl ictin."! is Aw 
 
 An.l witii social iciiown ; 
 Will 11 I liavtj UisHcil ;i toml a-iicn, 
 
 Her clieck tii.'it I lui'l pr.'^s'' !, 
 Ami ;-.ill<H and jewels on iicr form 
 
 Heav(Ml as litT downy lueast." 
 
 Grai;d.'ur to-ni^dit did say to nit- 
 
 As 1 the^e banks did wiiid, 
 '"Pis I who liuils your passion forth, 
 
 'Tis 1 who makes y.ii hlind. 
 'Tis hrilliancy tliat leads you men, 
 
 Nature herself he'j,n it, 
 To make a luircr, purer world 
 
 Like fools who make men's wit." 
 
 Then Herbie spoke, and Willie smil.-l 
 Upon his lowliness, 
 " Ah, such is i^ooi! and never can 
 Be carried to excess: 
 But what has nature i,dven the maid 
 
 Humble in her attire, 
 Wiiat could sho wish— the p(j\ver to hide 
 A Mame of Heaven's tire ' 
 
 " Ah, Willie dear, when my sweet one 
 
 Does call me from my plou<i,Vi, 
 She would lier beauty hide with ra^rs 
 
 While, listlessly, I vow 
 8iie fully bares her warm youn;j; heart 
 
 And 1 her soul do see 
 Unfrosted with the i\;re : ove, 
 
 Untarnisiied, true and Lree. 
 
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 ON DESPONDKNCY. 
 
 " Nature has picture'^' to your eyes 
 
 That form of perfect mould, 
 And thou^li she owns l)ut tattered raj,'s, 
 
 Those ra^s are turned to "old. 
 See, Willie, see yon partrid^'e tly 
 
 Deep down in the ravine. 
 See it with gaudy riblioiis tied 
 
 And nursed by a <i)ueen. 
 
 "Then see it lying in the woods, 
 
 Its wing with laillet rent, 
 And say, is man's love for tlie great 
 
 Or for the innocent ; 
 Or take a lily from this brook, 
 
 Thatjias been bathed full clean, 
 IMace it with one in palace grown 
 
 And say which is the Queen ? " 
 
 ON DESPONDKNOV. 
 
 O WEARY heart of mine, which has 
 No place on wlr -h to cast 
 
 Its burning woes : but must I, Fate, 
 Endure it till the last '. 
 
 Heaven keeps for wretches such as I, 
 
 Some spark of sympathy, 
 Yet why does it the wherewithal. 
 
 Me blankly now deny ? 
 
 What voice is that \ Why do I ask i 
 " Dame Misery sjjeaks to you : 
 
 ' This toil and woe Imt tits you for 
 To meet a friend that's true.' " 
 
VKKSE.S, BEING PAllT oF AX EPISTLE TO 
 A YOUNG FRIEND. 
 
 Coi.i) blows tiie (lull December's blast, 
 Tlie ;:^ol(leii autumn leaves are past, 
 
 Pressed withering to the ground, 
 'j'he luniter shelves his powder-liorn, 
 (^udenuied to rest his hunter born, 
 
 His gaunt and tired hound. 
 
 The farmer's wife, beside her loom, 
 Sits spinning in the warm front room 
 
 Till their yoting orts|)ring dear 
 (The' weary with their barn-yard work) 
 They wake and greet their dad at dark 
 
 With many a violent cheer. 
 
 The children take the old bay team, 
 The teapot now begins to steam, 
 
 But e'er he doffs his boots 
 He carries in the bag of meal 
 And sack of Hour that makes him reel, 
 
 Bought v.'ith his lead of oats. 
 
 The while he does his supper eat, 
 
 He anxious thinks how soon he'll greet 
 
 His college boy a^ain. 
 They, arguing, tell him eagerly 
 How soon their brother's home will be 
 
 And how they've watching been. 
 
 At length they '.ear across the wood 
 The sleigh-bells ring along the road, 
 
 Then soor the children grapple 
 The sober, .tately college thing. 
 Who looks as he were visiting 
 
 A mortuary chapel. 
 
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38 VEHSES lO A Yf)lN(i FlilKM). 
 
 He sees, wliere lie the squirrel oft cluiseil, 
 The fence where he with raccoons raced, 
 
 On such his mind now feeds: 
 His overalls and blue jean smock 
 Clad in, he coulil the youiiL;- iree rock 
 
 For those his heart now b!e;'ds. 
 
 And thou;4-h these diiys he'd live a^ain 
 TTis rehneil self makes him (HmI liii 
 
 This purest, noblest life: 
 On great thini,^s longs he to encroach- - 
 'J'o earn a name above reproach — 
 
 At death his scene of strife. 
 
 At Christmas eve, the lire aiound, 
 
 He tells some tales that would a-,touiid 
 
 His own fraternitv, 
 C)f Mnsic Hall and gaj- Bazaar 
 " His intruded " (Ih'avf! delivc r) 
 
 " The jolliest jollialit y." 
 
 His silken bright rem lining locks 
 Standing, perforce, shake as he talks 
 
 To his g(j')d parents dear : 
 He sees the woolen stockings Hlled, 
 In scorn thinks when his breast he stilled 
 
 Old Santa Clans to Ivar. 
 
 The (Jraci'S favcjis do him loan, 
 In chapter room he has his throne, 
 
 l^)Ut by no smooth device 
 Has he attained his hiirh degree. 
 Envied by rich — but poor a^iree 
 
 He sees no sacrifice. 
 
 Like the proud agriculturist, 
 His choice vi pumpkins to assist 
 Into a better soil 
 
Till", I'itisdNKi:. 
 
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 Transplants the vine iiere, thro' its stem, 
 Nutrition bursting, ^ives it vim 
 And thiiil'; its mates to spoil. 
 
 But when t' tlie scrubs one docs rejiair, 
 '^^h()U^'h not so corpulent for the fair 
 
 The (Jihers would attend, 
 One finds, being of their tyrants i-id, 
 The fruit under its mask is hid 
 
 To serve a useful end. 
 
 ( )r, like his steer that, with a pum[) 
 Has been tilled full to make it ]ilump, 
 
 In agony gains the prize. 
 Then walking from th' admiring cri'wd 
 It bursts alas ! and groans aloud, 
 
 It reels and moans and dies. 
 
 THE PRLSONER. 
 
 Nati'iu; us poor gave more than we could ask 
 
 When she imngiuation did impart 
 To pruvt; what we did want had been a task 
 
 That shamed the Philosophers' and the Poets' hearL; 
 But more peculiar is our youthful memtjry's care 
 In age, than other })leasures were allowft<l to share. 
 
 A lowly home, yet cheerful in the extreme, 
 Diversions simple do the j'oung amuse ; 
 
 The parents converse o'er each youthful dream, 
 While Alice does a well-worn book peruse. 
 
 Her true, attentive ears and joyful, leaping heart 
 
 Are in the golden words till, like a bird's, they start. 
 
 The darkness nearing, Hughie (piits the plow, 
 Eyeing a field mouse build another nest ; 
 
 H nA .'ivon 111 Qn/1 nnnlAn Iiig iiiqiiixt KiTiur 
 
40 
 
 I'ARTIN(; OF THK NEEDY V 
 
 AND HER COW, 
 
 His simple supper ute and n> well dressed, 
 Across the woods he seeks his fair and simple maid, 
 Who quite impatient waits, yet tenderly afraiil. 
 
 The father cun.nients un how daik s the ni^^ht, 
 His jokes were wit and many a joke had he; 
 
 At length, wit fell by sleep's great conciuering might. 
 The dad retires to set youth and love free ; 
 
 '1 iien after, followed by his faithful, knowino- spouse, 
 
 A deer might fearlessly have wandered in tluj house.' 
 
 Heaven .' what godliness that home then held ; 
 
 Earth ' with loving hand and bountiful, 
 Uplifting hearts and asking Heaven to gild. 
 
 Thou huoc no occupation that can still 
 As this one stills fair nature as she views the scene, 
 Or her unsullied noble soul so deeply glean. 
 
 Two tender hearts were broken when he told 
 ^ How he to fight Kiel's rebels must be goni' : 
 Two tender hands when pressed were numb and cold : 
 
 Two tender ej^es in vacancy now shone : 
 A strong, cold hand rested upon the aged love 
 r the prison cell, ush'ring her to the court above. 
 
 PARTING OF THE NEEDY WIFE AND HER COW. 
 
 Come, Daisy, come ; our noble friend, 
 While need and love our hearts did rend 
 
 We sold thee to a butcher. 
 We've kept you, Daisy, now ten vear ; 
 WeVe^still your calf and I'll forbear 
 
 To let the cruel one touch her. 
 
 Ah, well do I remember when 
 They brought thee here, a-lifting then 
 And how I gathered weeds 
 
PAHTINc; OF THE NKKDV WIFE AND HER COW. 4.1 
 
 Thy gaunt and withered form to fill, 
 And these poor shaking limbs to still, 
 And would I knew thy needs. 
 
 Poor Daisy, I can mind the scar 
 Here on your forehead near this star 
 
 Where some cruel missile struck, 
 By some mad youth heartlessly thrown. 
 Which fell you, Daisy, still as stone 
 
 Down in the wet black muck. 
 
 How that blown eye did flash like fire 
 (Masked from your calf) and dance with ire 
 
 As if you would me gore. 
 But kind words did your kind look gain, 
 A soft caress would gently win 
 
 A love, respect before. 
 
 The chinks had fallen from the walls, 
 And cold were both those narrow stalls, 
 
 Tho' apertures were crammed. 
 Black from the roof did droop the bark. 
 For wind's a sensitive good mark, 
 
 And half the clapboards slammed. 
 
 But do you mind the year that cows 
 The bitter leaves did have to browse 
 
 In murky swamp and dell, 
 When reaching for a tempting limb 
 Over the Beaver's laughing brim 
 
 Into the stream you fell { 
 
 " If it was need that sold me, then 
 I am content, but woman when 
 
 The righting whelps do tear 
 The last poor flesh from off my bones 
 And leave them cold among the stones, 
 
 Know that I've done my share." 
 
THE EXGLISH ORPHAN. 
 
 Pilgrim so weary, 
 
 Plodding alone, 
 Through the night dreary. 
 
 Where is he irone ^ 
 
 Boldly lu' striven, 
 
 Dartd to be free ; 
 Maybe to heaven. 
 
 Worthy is he ' 
 
 Orphan, yet pure he 
 From England Home 
 
 Niggard did lure thee 
 Over the tomb. 
 
 Loneliness greeted 
 
 Him in this land. 
 Scorned and ill-treated 
 
 By Deceit's hand. 
 
 Innocence lashed, to 
 
 Make it all hard, 
 By man abashed, to 
 
 Pity regard. 
 
 Clothes all so hideous, 
 
 Tattered and torn ; 
 Making life tedious, 
 
 Friendless, forlorn. 
 
 Struggling with this world, 
 
 Would keep apace, 
 But Freedom's lips curled 
 
 Burn his sweet face. 
 
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THE ENGLISH ORPHAN 
 
 Hope that was meted 
 
 Stintly to him, 
 Energy heated 
 
 Till it was grim. 
 
 Oh, hov» a paiont's Icv-e 
 Would, if expressed, 
 
 Soulful and true prove 
 That tender breast. 
 
 Patience did borrow 
 
 For his brow fair, 
 Many a sorrow 
 
 Heavy to bear. 
 
 Over the dark clouds, 
 Looking towards home, 
 
 When on him night crowds. 
 Bidding him roam. 
 
 Fair Nature pierces 
 
 Like poisoned fangs ; 
 Pitying, then nurses 
 
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 Ush 
 
 ering pangs. 
 
 Still, yet unflinching 
 
 As Britons are, 
 Th&iT' h his heart wrenching. 
 
 Nothing can mar. 
 
 Bastard or legal. 
 
 Loved by a fair ; 
 Lowly or regal. 
 
 Somebody's care. 
 
 Under yon willow, 
 
 Misery unmasked ; 
 Flies the cold pillow, 
 
 A norpls havfl neli-A^l 
 
THE MAID AND HER COWS. 
 
 t-OULD iiiau liimst'lf appreciate, 
 Low dwinilliiii,' misery would abate , 
 There'll be no noises weird to gnite 
 
 Upon his ear, 
 The sounds of Hate'.s teetii rrn.-iishint,' hate 
 
 In mad career. 
 
 Could we but note the .sympathy 
 A stran^'er's heart does li.stiess free, 
 And <;ive ear to the honest plea 
 
 P^or interest earned, 
 With nie, my neifjhbors, you'd aofiec 
 
 That good we'd learned. 
 
 p) 
 
 Through mud the thinnest on the earth 
 One night, o'ertlown with honest mirth, 
 Wliile I aweary wandered forth, 
 
 Woe did me follow ; 
 I, plodding on with all my worth. 
 
 Strove in Heron's lu)ll()w. 
 
 Out through the moonlight, .sadly dim, 
 Across the black stream, deathly grim, 
 Was perched upon a leafless limb 
 
 A blasted owl, 
 And (so it .seemed) his deare.st wliim 
 
 To sit and howl. 
 
 Tlie toads did hop upon my feot. 
 The bats before my face did meet, 
 And every omen foul did greet 
 
 Me on my way, 
 Till I did seek to make retreat 
 
 Or, like mule. bray. 
 
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HALLAD. 
 
 Hut here, where Jhire-it Hly blows, 
 And wliere the .stateliest cedar |,'row.s, 
 I met a girl, who sought her cowh 
 
 Adown the gl.ide, 
 I'd seen them lahoring at their browse 
 
 And told the maid. 
 
 And when my tearfid eye she'd seen 
 
 Downcast upon the wanton green. 
 
 She would my woeful mind then glean, 
 
 And with her warm 
 Young hand the maid did prett'ly lean 
 
 Upon my arm. 
 
 The knowing trees our faces hid, 
 
 Hending together overhead. 
 
 We wandered hack and forth, nor did 
 
 We find the cows 
 Till we did look and .see them fed 
 
 Up near the house. 
 
 The bard may delve and bore and wind 
 Through his great, teeming, restle.ss mind 
 For sacred love striving to find 
 
 A definition, 
 I cannot wait and lag behind 
 
 Solving the question. 
 
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 BALLAD. 
 
 Ai.HEUT leaves old xMeaford town, 
 Towards fair Feversham he goes, 
 
 Fiercely casts a parting frown 
 On the scene of former woes. 
 
 Woeful is young Albert's look, 
 - _ _ ...... .. 
 
 jf^ TiOw Cue liiuLy niiies ; 
 
 iH^UcioUriuf 
 
4<? 
 
 HALLAD. 
 
 llis valise hunpf on a crook, 
 
 \j%gi^inif, trails the mud by whiles. 
 
 His sweet dame, a lovely maid, 
 
 Round ^ood Firatbrook'syard she stays: 
 Cold the blast — she scornintr aid — 
 
 Madly raves for many days. 
 
 See her do the " Hoochee koochee " 
 WheTi in her ears cries the loon ; 
 
 Her sweet eye-holes both i^one poiichy, 
 See her brer- t throb, see her swoon. 
 
 Throuf^h the swamp does Albert trea(], 
 Fearful of some nij^htly ghost 
 
 Of inconstant lover dead, 
 
 Sings by pieces some gay toast. 
 
 P"'ar-oti lights begin to glimmer 
 
 Through the drear and weird night, 
 
 Tears in his dark eyes now simmer, 
 Toiling up Blue mountain height. 
 
 Fast the murky night descends, 
 
 Cold bleak winds the rains fast drive ; 
 
 Uut a light the darkness rends, 
 In it witches seem to thrive 
 
 Albert mends his slackened pace ; 
 
 Follows to a cheese factory. 
 Hotly burns his fevered face 
 
 As he from himself does flee. 
 
 Over cans and stairs he falls ; 
 
 Over spouts, with little reck ; 
 In a binder canvas rolls, 
 
 While the slats prod in his neck. 
 
 
A FluDLER AN' Ills WIKK. 
 
 Hark .' for now a tap three times 
 Tapped upon Home inner door, 
 
 Whispers of .some warmer dimes 
 With the thiimler'.s deafening roar. 
 
 Albert now attempts to rise, 
 
 But the slats they keep him down, 
 
 And at len<,'th, with wails and cries, ' 
 Lies, with all his conscience flown. 
 
 Done his moaning and his sichs, 
 
 With him lies, wra{)ped to him close. 
 
 His sweet maid, who joyous cries, 
 " Welcome, Albert, cease thy woes." 
 
 On his dank bed laid he cold, 
 On the morn so fair nnd cool, 
 
 Gazing on the streaks of mould, 
 Thinking of the craps and pool. 
 
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 A FIDDLEll AN' HIS WIFE. 
 
 A FIDDLER in guid Auld Scotland by death has changed 
 his trade ; ^ 
 
 He gaed an awfu' ferlie for tae be • 
 He wanton striddled death, bid farewell to his neebors a' 
 
 And rantin' left the weary widdle sea. 
 
 He's gaen, 'tis true, but, guid auld mon, he has got 
 libertie " 
 
 Tae come back hame and entertain his friends, 
 *or he stands by the fiddle that hangs frae the white- 
 washed wa,' 
 i-iivi ia.ii„;iiij, u rauuiiu Lime he spends. 
 
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 HKNRV AND HKI.KN. 
 
 His carliii witie wifikif <liil iiae lanif iiiDiirii the loss, 
 Sho iMiu'klt! I()'t.'(l liiiii like a trusty tier ; 
 
 She hroken-liearted startcil \vi' licr aiiii.s lniiufu' o' fiins 
 That she inif^ht see her ti'Mler liusliand dear. 
 
 The (leil lie canna spare tliein tliat tht-y Kaith may come 
 at once, 
 
 And sae they aie destined to come '>y turn. 
 The aiild ^rut-scraper tiddles for the rantiii' country reels, 
 
 But his jj;uid witie just comes hack to ehurn. 
 
 L(iv<r may his spaittie ellnickjink the guid auld fiddle 
 bow, 
 And may his motor-memory lan^ retain 
 The accomplished lively tunes o' Auld Scotland for 
 ilka mair 
 Ami generouK lang wi' them may he remain. 
 
 HENRY AND HELEN. 
 
 His lovely grey eyes and his head scantily haired, 
 His cheeks like a baby's plump hips spanked red, 
 
 Was Beauty, but frail when with Helen compared 
 Before her " developing the negative " — to wed. 
 
 Fair Helen th' accomplished young coquette and jilt. 
 She often, ah 1 often, lured Cupid to shoot 
 
 His shafts through a swain till in her arms he'd wilt, 
 Then fondle, but whisper " My dear, you don't suit." 
 
 She promised this gallant young Henry to wed, 
 
 And cherished and dandled his goodness and gall 
 lie had dreamy hopes of his next marriage bed, 
 
 TVipn fold Viitn nho \\!>A no Irwa tn-r liiin ot oil 
 
Mi:\i;v AMI Ml i,i;n. 
 
 49 
 
 I'llf cXjin ssinll \\rlit ll 
 stcol. 
 
 ii-uu-li II, iM-y\ )i,;,it lik.- ,„l,i 
 
 ll.-linw!,.,! ..in.! h,. claiMonMl that li.-'.j 1.,... „.„,« 
 L»es,MMwlin- 1m- sti.Mirh,,v;,y uvnt h,„i;,rht a new whed 
 
 iH\f a n,ie 
 
 Ami rliHscil tl 
 
 iM'if ciHiiitiy for iiiili's for a hii.jj 
 
 A (lamp lock ,li,| stick tu hi. fop.h.a.l .s„ |ai,- 
 
 xoitri.uM.t ha.i i.m,ctu.,.l his knickers m, ti-ht : 
 
 His toi'ch .a.l aii<l 
 
 ciim Av<'i.' a urll iiiitclu'd |.air, 
 
 And some one li.'id told him that I 
 
 ic was all li'dit. 
 
 Tis iieodless to chionirl,. all his i>iirsuit.'- 
 'Tis iie.'dh.vs to tell of the iv.nl 
 
 Siillice it, ho toiled ti|| tli 
 
 iroy loads 
 sweat in his hoots 
 
 \>v\ ooz.. thiuu-h wlien n.-arin^r ,,„., of his'ahode.s. 
 
 He sat down to r.st on a thrivino- 1 
 
 Tl 
 
 )cps nest 
 
 len mounted his wheel and () wiM he did 
 
 The scut of liis knick 
 
 ilile 
 
 H 
 
 eissoon torn to his vest 
 
 e \vn;,'gled and wia-nrled, his 1 
 
 wi(! 
 
 men streamed 
 
 And still thev kept t 
 
 Tl 
 
 o.-inriL; till torn to the knee 
 
 H 
 
 le^'ide it did Mow tlin,, lioht ^ut of I 
 
 e ronn(iiiiL,r a corner was stricken t. 
 
 IIS i^'rasp 
 
 Fair H 
 
 e!en a-eomini. 
 
 -poor 
 
 lenrv did l,^1sp 
 
 'h(^ folia 
 
 <,'e here shaped in a tunnel 
 
 Jiven from under t 
 
 so i--iand 
 
 Distorted uiniatural 1 
 
 lie not cloudless sky 
 
 'V no pruners hand 
 
 Tl 
 
 Was fitly surronndincrs for Helen's harsl 
 
 sijjht it would any ^rav female mud 
 Or shelved maid of tl 
 
 1 cyo 
 
 1 crami 
 
 Her kne 
 
 es (|iiaked, her l)reast heave<l I 
 
 reescore lier faded face paint ; 
 
 I aim 
 
 ie>r foreluad w; 
 
 IS' 
 
 Gainst his pote-nt nakedness Hel 
 
 I'll (IkI 
 
 t'jiiiO 
 
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 IM-IKK, DKAI'H AVn TOBAcro. 
 
 Tlien Helen donated .lie price of two pans, 
 
 While they did last hie to tli'.' piirsim's own house ; 
 
 F» inirchased a pair ndnforceii with two layers, 
 And there they did marry, and she was his spouse. 
 
 Ah 1 o-ood ffentle dames, it does make me (piite ill, 
 
 Tol,hinirth()Ui,di two sc> >re years you don't trifle time: 
 
 Tlie gaiety, the dreams, of a life to ilistill. 
 
 But. deafen your kindness to heed not love's chime. 
 
 VV:VK]{, DKATil AND TOBACCO. 
 
 On-ck Death, wit!) hony shanks, stood hy poor Peter, 
 Wh'lo Peler chewed a (luid of cheap tobacco: 
 
 His roas(,n and his wisdom soon did teeter. 
 
 Over his brains, which stuti" he had a stack o'. 
 
 Then clatt'rinu' throi]<,di th<- (-livioLr cold, dank weather, 
 
 Old Death anil IVter sauritred now together. 
 
 In chewing he was Imt an amateur. 
 
 As amoionsly he hugged his sizy (\u'u\; 
 The Devil had thought him one un'jraceful chewer, 
 
 And Deatii had 'ranged to nip this flower i' the bud, 
 But. Nature cried to Peter, as he passed, 
 I will restore you, Peter, at tln> last. 
 
 Soon in Death's shanks his shanks did Peter hitch. 
 And tangled like a call' in hngthy rope ; 
 
 Then o'er th»! pair did tuud>le in the ditch : 
 To rise again there was but sc inty hope, 
 
 And laid with faces 'uain^t 'aeh other's face, 
 
 Even to budge an inch there was no space. 
 
 Death's rusty scythe on Peter's ne« k was laid ; 
 That clotted, sticky, cold and awful steel : 
 
SIIA'EUY STKKAM. 
 
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 His knees airaiiist jjoor Fetor's licdy preyed 
 Till Pet'^r for his life-lilood once did feel ; 
 While tofids ami bats their sylllpil^lly did .share, 
 And snakes with hisses rent the heavy air. 
 
 Old Death's sharp, withered, cru.sty faee and dry 
 Wa.s t-'unk in Peter's sore distrusted moutli ; 
 
 (Death inust have driitfo. d hini), once lieseenied to sijrh 
 Then pressed Death's lips, dry with the long long 
 drought ; 
 
 But then again he fenrs Idin, and would tear 
 
 Him from tiiat lo\v and wet and stinkin*' lair. 
 
 Poor tortured Pttfr now did seek to spit, 
 
 But loatli was he p.oor Death's face there to daub : 
 
 Th.en Death requester! him to swallow it. 
 
 H.' did, and feared he 'twfaild Ijis stomach rob ; 
 
 Alas : his stomach turns, he now does puke. 
 
 Till plastered is Death's head and tilled eaeh nook. 
 
 Now fuiious liurns old Death's revengeful ire, 
 He gags and grunts, and then he fiercely heaves, 
 
 His stonuich full of hot and raging fire, 
 
 'Gainst Peter's faee, wlio with u struggle cleaves 
 
 Him from the ditch and fro;ii old Death'.s arms now, 
 
 Such (juids ril ne'er chew more, liis solenm vow. 
 
 8ILVERY STREAM. 
 
 BESinE the wild, tumultuous brook 
 That coy would run beneath the hill, 
 
 With chin upon ni}- dreary book 
 And all things else around me still, 
 
 T looked upoji the 'ncly wall 
 
 That penned the dee]> bright stn-a.-det in- 
 

 :)Z \ii;(;!i.s r,\sr !'.\s|mi;ai.. 
 
 Tilt' lii-'^dk th;i( iiiil <iiii'c;isinu- toll 
 
 'J lie ''until oi' Muniiici's and Uicir kin. 
 
 nowii in tilt' ]K)(il the lone spikenard 
 HiUiys 'uc'itli tlic li i'tei. us liU'e tails, 
 
 And on th> liircli In ntatli, a ijird, 
 l■^i(lin;^^ Ills playful luau; ho calls. 
 
 I tnnoiH'ii my siivi ry little t^'ivs, 
 
 And N.licre the snn lieanieil liot I liore 
 
 Sonii' water to the with'rini; ^M'ass — 
 The pool vil)rated to the shore. 
 
 (!o (^n, and e:ldy, silvery stream, 
 
 Live in tile e\ ei'-])res('nt now: 
 JJrood not over a listle-^r- dream, 
 
 Fear not the rocks' dark tliieateniiig hiow. 
 
 Ye li'^tle streiiml '^s th:i! ;iri' l> .rne, 
 
 Into till- Iteavi r on its way. 
 l)epar* not i'lom oi udicis scorn 
 
 And reach the uiuNcvsal juinil — the hay. 
 
 A- wlien tlie sun. hy purple tiiii^ers, 
 |)"fs mount the rat:<,fed horizon, 
 
 Vuu m:iy limk hn-k npnii the youthful 
 \'et hh'ssi'd ])K'i>ur( s that are oone. 
 
 VIlKIIL'.s LAST PASTORAL. 
 
 Yk Muses o >ee a^ain to me atten 1 
 To Nn^dl's tjlios*- who hoped a jx'nc'l'id end; 
 But seeini; these dejected sw;dns in love, 
 Their moans my })it3'in^ soirit ionrj did move. 
 Now, while I thi'-c two lovijy "oats do t"nd, 
 ']'liese ill-lncd. stunt' li '.'oais V'Ur siiccoi' lend. 
 Ye -weot Arcadiar, nympl'.s, when (iallus wept 
 And I had sunij his <^o-ief. I soundly slept. 
 
\'li;(!ll,S l,AS|' I'VSIOKAI,. 
 
 n'A 
 
 liut now to this sw; ft B. aver Vali- rel iin 
 
 And help iii'j soothe thi'.se woit'iil swaias who nioitrn 
 
 Over their h)Ves wlio have them s'/ ln'trayeil, 
 
 Wliile lant^aiisliin^- t^ey rove, wlii'e cruel > ach uiaiil. 
 
 My sonjT write, Calliope, and leave in this ^n-ove, 
 
 And Cupid tindiii^^ "i='y fliose maidens move. 
 
 Much love in maids good Venus did ordain, 
 
 And I this hick of love cannot explain. 
 
 Come with me, mournful swains, into this vale ; 
 
 Sorrow would woe ye tliere till love would fail. 
 
 Now here the slunhs do piiy hy their te;irs, 
 
 And music from the yods mu.st batlie your ears. 
 
 These Howers bend around you as you li<' 
 
 And dr top their heads in token of a siL,di. 
 
 The parched moutha of bears forget the stream. 
 
 For bathed are they from eyes that ceaseless ti'em. 
 
 The sava^'f lynxes, horn their tender ynun^j, 
 
 Still pitying stays you heeilless swains amouff. 
 
 This pools enfolds the face of Nature now, 
 
 So weep and make tlie damsel sadder j^ruw : 
 
 This stream, as mother's heart o'er weepini,' child, 
 
 Will mourn if Nature's tears her tears be<^ruiled, 
 
 And tellinpj of you to her maids, the bou^-lis 
 
 Tremblinjj; by lier she wotdd their tears aruuse, 
 
 And Echo, who for ai^es now lias pined, 
 
 Wotdd kindle their desire and soothe yotu- nnml. 
 
 Now, as because of love you did repair 
 
 To this stream, j^avat ApoUo, see, is here. 
 
 These nymi)lis with. son<,^s see Pan with syrinx flute. 
 
 Now to you til's iiurth will the maids n ])nte. 
 
 Ve maids, love is not iruilt that man can scorn, 
 
 Even Juno lov(;d, else Mais had tie'er been bocn ; 
 
 Because so beautii'ul, O scorn not love : 
 
 The Queen of Beauty lovesick loni; did love; 
 
 Down to the depths of Tartains did d.'Oi'n.d 
 
 Sweet Psyche, Cupid's fiery nnjod to mend. 
 
 Man is your sun and you a lovely flower ; 
 
54 
 
 TO A TAMK HEK. 
 
 The pure one out from umlorneath the howor 
 
 Kxteiuls her downy face towards lliat sun; 
 
 He ft)hls her liair and kisses his fair one, 
 
 "O \'ir;,nl cease," now cried tlie scurnincr swain, 
 
 " ^ ou do misunderstaml and we'll (jxplain. 
 
 Younjf Hymen has heen with our loves so dear, 
 
 And poured a harmful drauifht into eaeh ear. 
 
 Silvannus has not broujfht the harvest yet 
 
 That will ena'ile us a wife to ^n^t, 
 
 And poverty to us from birth has cried, 
 
 ' In age, youui,' men, you'll quite have me outvied 
 
 How jocund have we drove our team afield, 
 
 But now our sorrow i^reat cannot he h.ealed." 
 
 " Your Cotes, yon misbegotten goats, ^o in. 
 
 I (Virgil) never will come back again." 
 
 TO A TAME KEE. 
 
 Thkse curbed mos(|iiitoes with their roar. 
 Just rivals of the aml)ushe(l IJoer, 
 Will chant till one's poor ears are t(jre 
 
 To see them fall, 
 But you, with dagger, hunting gore, 
 
 Do beat lliem all. 
 
 Since I have seen you at your work 
 
 In fields at dawn, in hive at dark, 
 
 I'd thoUL;ht you would be loathe to shirk 
 
 Your very life— 
 To thiow at nie your only dirk 
 
 And cause me strife. 
 
 And then go home to murdered be, 
 Or liy your (Jueen sentenced to ilee 
 Without a chance to jmy a fee 
 
I'ASTOIIAL. 
 
 Fur paitloii dear — 
 They huld your i'aiuiiiij.s, scoriiiiijr tlu-e, 
 In truth tlieir \K'ev. 
 
 I'd griiive for your unhappy fate, 
 
 l>ut you did come so Heice and :strai<i;ht 
 
 And would not even stop and wait 
 
 And let i!ie run, 
 You came as tliou<,di you came too late 
 
 And would be done. 
 
 Don't ever thiidc that I'm so brave, 
 
 Or ever feaih'ss of t!ie ^^rave. 
 
 Or that I'd tluTik tliat you'd behave 
 
 Till 1 would steal 
 The hoarding's you protect and save 
 
 And s\vord-[iroof feel. 
 
 Scientists claim that meekness is 
 Preventive ajrainst stin^ of bees ; 
 To ne'er their prudent j)atience tease 
 
 With race and siap. 
 But 1 jirefer to run and wheeze 
 
 Till b(jth ears flap. 
 
 55 
 
 PASTORAL. 
 
 A SHEPHKUn I5()V on Beaver\s banks, who knew 
 Nor love nor learned speeches, made to woo. 
 But flocks and all the goddess-lu-drled wood 
 Beneath a rii^r^ed rock on which tlu-i-e stood 
 His nimlile slieep that crojiped the thyiuy browse, 
 And flushed sunbeams lie reaily to carouse. 
 Voting' Paris sat and playful bowers tossed 
 Oniiim the morniiii,'' suiilieams that tlu-y losl. 
 Retired in th'.uij^ht a maid in Ijeauty truy 
 Blindly approached the place where Pai is lay. 
 
5(i 
 
 l'ASI(»K,\r,. 
 
 Pauis — What iKuivenly li^'Iit, O ()\u\ from skies ubovf' ! 
 C\jiiie! else di.'iiv the ci.anii tiu.t daiks the ^rove. 
 Allow me my own eyes then luiH' tlie hliss 
 They own in peerint; on tlie lavi->hiiess 
 Which Nature of her beauty, mit^hty maid, 
 lias poured o'er you who lias so well portia\ed 
 Her perl'ectness. 
 
 IIklev/ — A silly she|)herd sent 
 
 To tend his master's sheep, whose mind is h-nt 
 
 Far from its Inisines.'^, bent to love, alas, 
 
 Eie lon^^ down-frodden, wither like the <frass. 
 
 I'aius — Ho ! breast of stars with com -ts Ixmnd al)out, 
 
 No mouth more lovely could more lovelier pout, 
 
 Those eyes in them how ti^ditis love oompie>se<l. 
 
 Love, which untruthful frowns, cannot infest. 
 
 How soft, liow lithe thy tender form of silk 
 
 The dandelions bathe themselves in milk 
 
 And roses blush ashamed of their dull hue, 
 
 Yet copy they not or contend with you. 
 
 How far beyond true perfectness tins form, 
 
 But how much farther you can man discern: 
 
 What (glorious light ai'ound your hnirs does shine, 
 
 No planet ere saw one half so divine, 
 
 All iieaven had bled for 3'ou had you not been 
 
 Like one drop from its sea of angels ; when 
 
 You breathe the birds their little thi'uats do bimi, 
 
 Speak (me word more then I may hear thy mint]. 
 
 Hki.EXA — My ears are deaf while I that kind expression 
 
 see. 
 It makes me drunk before uiy taste auil mind agree. 
 
 Pauis — How haughty 's elo(|Uence considering she 
 Nor saw nor knows her childish teacher 's free. 
 Fair (^ueen, do come and ble^s my lonely bed, 
 In grief wt-'l! l)ear each other's stricken head ; 
 

 LINES WHrm \ AT I'.ltl.WSTKIl LAKK. i 
 
 In joy we'll live, in Joy thr vheplieid can, 
 J he Hhepli.-nl fully knuvv.s the jovs of man. 
 
 • 
 
 Helkn'A— Sweet, I woi.1,1 rather lu.ve your eiiii.itv 
 Ami see you in profounde-t a^ony 
 Than have your love and see vou live in <rlite. 
 Such IS the love my heart disowns for thee. 
 
 PAius-The shepherd counts th.it ]ny, so how can we 
 
 f5ee how heaven has one low adversary ' 
 
 These pleasant lawns and jrlorious fra-rant woods 
 
 \\ 111 tend you like their other opeuino' l.uds 
 
 Ihe various fruits in season sliall you^own 
 
 Come : flov\;ers will s.-rv.- instead of i,^olden crown 
 
 Ihose feet imprudently can never rush 
 
 Into a place where o-oodness could e'eu hlu^h 
 
 Nor in the end would they have me belie<l 
 
 n they would come and with me iiere al.ide 
 
 Lnhke this tiittin<r ,lew von sun does steal ' 
 
 1 11 he an oil to scorch and then to lieal. 
 
 Helena -I know my cheeks betray my sweet .lesiies, 
 Like downy clouds at ni-ht that li.<rhtnin'r fires. 
 
 LINES WRITTKX AT BRKWSTER'S LAKE. 
 
 O Akethusa, hrinjT thy succor 
 
 To help me sinff while' deep they duck her 
 
 lliey 11 need a ffood sheep-hook to hook her 
 
 Or tool that ,<jrips, 
 And braver maids to tlive than took her, 
 
 In case she slips. 
 
 How does it lie, that sleepin<,r hike, 
 
 By such as her an<l not awake 
 
 (I would not boast), but much I'd stake 
 
58 ON KUCENIA FALr.S. 
 
 That I'd luT woo 
 I wf)iil<l ;i pil<' of lilies iiiakL' 
 
 Then thnist litT tlu^ULjli. 
 
 l^ut, iiko the kiii'l lake woiilil I roll 
 
 And on my breast I'd huiy all, 
 
 Her fair, soft face, then while my sdiiI 
 
 Woidd kisses ifrace. 
 I'll ^^nlile and let her swfit lips tall 
 
 Deep in my face. 
 
 But if in secret I could find her, 
 
 I would niit in her own clothes wind her, 
 
 Nor crawl so sneak-like up behind her 
 
 With uj^ly frown, 
 I tit^htly in my arms would l)ind her, 
 
 Then sit low down. 
 
 Poor youtiL; Adonis, scorniiifr hied 
 Hini from fair Venus' arms so wide, 
 The while the Queen of Beauty sighed 
 
 With l)roken heart 
 He'd with this maid been satisfied 
 
 To never part. 
 
 In barren fields some bird oft sirij;s, 
 
 In stony hills are <i;ushin(r sjnin^s : 
 
 Some mai<ls' frail forms have angel wino;s, 
 
 So Brewster's lake 
 To maids like this so often clings, 
 
 My heait 'twill break. 
 
 ( 
 
 ON EUGENIA FALLS 
 
 The earth n(>'er yet a poet saw 
 That you, Eugenia, could not draw, 
 If he had once the Beaver seen, 
 ElbowMn£f throuifh its i)aths so ^'reen. 
 
ON EU(iE\IA KAI.l.S. 
 
 8i), e'er you'rt; woin all to tlir. ;i.Iliur(> 
 
 I will bt'trin and tal 
 
 Wl 
 
 <e my sli!U( 
 
 iei(> wijiirs arise like wiiii^s ni 
 And anvdcttes fill tlie L'rov* s ; 
 Thro' this hlaok hole, O stately- n 
 
 doves 
 
 le iinmoi-tal hox 
 
 Dill Psyche seek tl 
 
 I hope you lose lu^t in the le;tp 
 
 The hlessinnrs that I 
 
 )CKS, 
 
 Lik 
 
 e men 
 
 that 
 
 in 
 
 on you (leap, 
 av life ha\e heen, 
 
 Never can j)eac t'lil he .iLiain . 
 
 Like hor-es tliat have heen in war, 
 
 Piick un their earst' the cannons' roar ; 
 
 Fair flowers hied l>eiieath the sky, 
 
 Then lui,'n-ed i' tlie hou.-e desp nd anil die, 
 
 I fear you'll ne'er as peaceful ^rlide. 
 
 Nor ever sti-etch your f;ice as wide 
 
 As you did in fail' Feversham, 
 
 Where maidens watched you leave the dam. 
 
 If you your lovers can employ, 
 
 And it irivfs yon another joy, 
 
 I wish thee well — ^o on and dance 
 
 Till all your voice is lost in pants. 
 
 How like a prince who hurrie-- forth 
 
 In the front ranks with men of worth, 
 
 He turns and smilinprly looks l)ack, 
 
 ■"rheti leaps and plunjTr,.s in the hiack 
 
 Foes' hot and i'oaniinti- fe.irful jaws. 
 
 And struj,'or|intr l„\v still ti^rlits'his cause. 
 
 i o\v it, 1 know^ well pleasi'th tlie.- 
 
 To show those maids ^-onr gallantry ; 
 
 But wliy lie now with face upraised ' 
 
 Immodesty was never praised — 
 
 But no, I can't see 'tis a f.i.ult— 
 
 The maidens praise that darini,' vault. 
 
SoNNKTS. 
 
 I. 
 
 MisKIlY mill liovf caiiH' tV.iui a ikmljIiIhh" town 
 And 'loiiuj till' ISe.i vet's luinks tticv si'i-iit pa.ssed. 
 Love lii'M Dame Miseiy's haml le-t slicM fall down, 
 Who, all uMtliaiilsfiil, |iicicin^ lonks did ta-;t 
 Around liei'. 1> ith lur hands wen' douhled up 
 L(,'.st she should meet some kindness or some joy. 
 Her ]■ ecus faee hespoke her hideous hop. 
 Love pake to her (she couhl not Love annoy), 
 " In nie thou seest ^roixhiess, peace and li^ht 
 Because in this liri^dit world I only seek 
 Its pleasures and toLjether they're so bright, 
 Like sun rays they do shame my eyes iuid make 
 Me see no ill. In vain now with hir doves 
 Love seeks to bear Uame Misery to her groves. 
 
 II. 
 
 ' ^len teach me," Miseiy said, " to fear this life . 
 
 Each <,'aiety makes ^neater ])aiti to die, 
 
 Men teach n>e for to nurse this wiithini: strife. 
 
 Who count life, death and all for them a si<^h ; 
 
 Tliat life is tiekle, one can ne'er depend 
 
 Upon the hidden morrcw that may spin 
 
 Us to an avalanehe of woe and end 
 
 We know not what nor what will then begin." 
 
 " Straighten that wrinkled face," saiil Love, " and thiust 
 
 Your woe aside and come along with me : 
 
 I'll prove tliat you can well in me then trust 
 
 And fi-om the siglit of all that's ill ynu free. 
 
 Those thoughts that lift' is tickle, cast them licnce : 
 
 Life's not a moment of so great suspense. 
 
 Itl. 
 
 See yonder, aged mother silent weep 
 Over a wayward boy in foreiirn land, 
 
 60 
 
 
SONNKTS 
 
 \^'rinffin<^ lior hun.ls and tliiiikin- not (jf .siri p 
 
 While does cnlaririnjr o-rirf her lu-ait expand, 
 
 And Misery loathed vas she ilid speak to Love) 
 
 'J'he ]iiteous sii^dit of this disi ractin;^' scene, 
 
 And wailed ami slirinked ai^'ainst the Powers aliove 
 
 That pleasure should ccmie in such hideous micii. 
 
 Then Love said, "There a duty lies of mine, 
 
 Nothing that eartli or Heaven ever sends 
 
 This soul that can vie with the stealth of hriiic. 
 
 I let him come at tinjos and she suspends 
 
 Him from liis tiny dresses o'er her lap 
 
 Then does she on two checks, two kisses clap. 
 
 IV. 
 
 "^My foster-father, Momus, showed to me 
 
 The woes and irriefs attending <,M-ovelliii:^r ,,,an, 
 
 And I, being versatile, 'twas plain to see" 
 
 Men were accompanied by a dieadfid ban. 
 
 Momus, the dire mistake Prometheus n.ade, 
 
 -Saw at a glance men in their bieast lequire 
 
 A window and their thoughts exposed laid 
 
 To show without cold words the soul's desire. 
 
 "Momus," said Love, "could never Hnd a fault 
 
 In me : so listen, for of tiuth 1 speak, 
 
 Lito thy mouth will invariably vault 
 
 A lovelier thought when you a word do seek. 
 
 What music's softer thai/a lover's words ;' 
 
 Practise! your speech will come like happiest binl'.s. 
 
 V. 
 
 "See," Mi.sory said, "how cruel the cold damp grave 
 Xow hides from oiphan's face a mother dear, 
 And see the woe in which they're forced to lave 
 And nought to aid them .save a neighbor's tear. 
 O Heaven ! had thou but taken one instead 
 For whom no one lia 1 mourned or memory pained ; 
 
 w... .- ...-.^.,. ... •_:iii'^ %\ X, wpS Uwt i/iiC CiOti-ia 
 
 1)1 
 
&2 
 
 riiK I'ir.iiiMM s(,irA\v. 
 
 AtI'1 lu;.ullc-^s jiity ;,^oiil' wIid love h i<l f»'i^Mc(l." 
 
 " Nature is iox.^aml I ;iiii Natun-'s soul," 
 
 S.ii'l Love, and lli'-ii >1h' '■■am^i' 1 i\\r tears to llow 
 
 Down Misri-y^ I'-i'''. "Oui- h-arts, like iiuriiiiii,' coal, 
 
 In luT deniisi' I), lli did as Indlows Mow, 
 
 And, iis I'm Ih Tr, (wiee lilcs-ed are they that nioiiiii 
 
 And man a;;aiii in ti'ndeimss is l)oin." 
 
 VI. 
 
 " ChanL,'e ami de-eay in all arcnind 1 .see," 
 
 Return.' < Dime Mi-iry with self-miu-d'rin;; look 
 
 " () that low i^ToV'ilinL; natui-(! made us l'i».e, 
 
 () that Xaiei^su. I'oiind u knowinif lir>.ok. 
 
 Why does the (Jreat Cn;; tor pait" uUow, 
 
 Or the cahimities tliat tlo aj)|)ear ' 
 
 Why not the eie! of pain l)riu<,' and avow, 
 
 Or use a miracle to disp 1 our l\ kv '" 
 
 And Love ir[)!ie 1, " Man's ij^noianee of tliat 
 
 Which j)leaseth him contains his every woe; 
 
 Dost thou |)iesu:ne man's nature is a mat 
 
 W'hich lie slujuldst \vi|)i- his tVet on, even so 
 
 As on tlu' ;,n'ass ^ Vnv instninients of abuse 
 
 \Vei(^ men's mouths madt', or brains for little use <'" 
 
 THE PILGRIM SQUAW. 
 
 Hkk eyes like stars ^ave sheen. 
 This s(juaw like milk and bhjod, 
 
 H(-'r i'ace, as partridge been 
 Living on birchen bud. 
 
 Plump was this y(;unu^ maid's form, 
 Like mirrors were lu'r nails. 
 
 Her heart was pure and waiin, 
 
 Vfoi- tino V>!iir sliniip like siiils 
 

 I UK I'li.cJUiM syr.wv. 
 
 She waii'ltu's ull .ilono 
 
 Save Tor (jiip little boy. 
 'I'o fei;,'nin;^ he Im prone, 
 
 And fools the inaMeii c >y\ 
 For to the hiintid;^ j^rounds 
 
 Her lover did there hie, 
 Her deer-skin \vraj>j)e<l her round - 
 
 She .stilled many a sir;h. 
 
 The- maid knew when she iieai-i'(l 
 
 The huntiiiL; {j;round ho wild, 
 In storm befoie she feared, 
 
 Now all things seemed so mild. 
 She Jnet an a^e<l chief — 
 
 Her l)()vv and (|uiver <,'ave 
 in danj^fer for relief — 
 
 'l\) iruard airainst the ijrave. 
 
 He showed her the rifflit path 
 
 And bade her come with him — 
 Slie joined some youths whose wrath 
 
 (Hut smouldeririir from feij^ned vim) 
 Toward this chieitain sa<^e 
 
 That they did now pi-oceed 
 (By way of nursing rai,'e) 
 
 To strive to make him lileed. 
 
 They hurled hanrifuls of sanil 
 
 Which but caressed his beard. 
 His tender eyes looked j^rand 
 
 While through long brows he peered. 
 The maid had not possessed 
 
 A baldric and she'd thrown 
 (Her (omrade.s first liehest) 
 
 Her bow and cjuiver down. 
 
 These youths with fickle minds 
 I>ovv tjuarrel continuaiiy. 
 
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Q4 LINES TO TMK liEA.VEK UIVKK. 
 
 There are so many sifrns 
 
 But no two will •.v^vtu. 
 The chief (they filial now) 
 
 To guide then., they do ^-eek 
 Ilis love, glad to allow— 
 
 He "uides them, heing meek. 
 
 LINES TO THE BEAVER RIVER. 
 
 () WHERE is your spirit, you gay laughing stream, 
 I'm % ont to stand here on your banks in a dream ; 
 Pray, do you bring tidings which 1 cannot learn ? 
 O can it be tidings of Gerda's renirn '. 
 
 I'here once, my swort Cierda, by yon cedars green 
 Made that dear old iJeaver your banks' noblest scene ; 
 You .suiely her bright glowing face do not lack, 
 O tell me, sweet river, is Gerda come back i 
 
 The tears I have shed like the dark sunmier rain, 
 Aie shed, dear old Beaver, on your stream lu vani ; 
 But if (lerda';; tcvirs could but fall on ytmr breast 
 You'd stay liere with h. r and in mourning be blest. 
 
 The paintings of Gerda you often did lave. 
 And it one sweet lily did peer through your wave, 
 1 know you would ea- 1 it upon this cold shore. 
 And weep for my Gerda who'll meet you no moie. 
 
 But where is your spirit, you gay laughing stream ? 
 Why wo , ye the wild duck 'mid chiek-a-dee scream ? 
 Your snowy banks all glittering now sigh and frown 
 O, have you forgotten that Gerda is gone ? 
 
•earn ; 
 
 un ? 
 
 reon 
 
 st scene ; 
 
 ck, 
 
 raiu, 
 vain ; 
 
 least 
 e blci^t. 
 
 WiiVO, 
 
 ro, 
 nioie. 
 
 stream ? 
 scream ? 
 id frown ;