VERSES NEW AND OLD.

Dominion, Volume 1, Issue 187, 2 May 1908, Page 12

VERSES NEW AND OLD.

SONG' OF THE THRUSH. • - (After the Welsh of Rhys Goch.) • .With dawn's rosy, beams ■ A rapture far ringing.. Aroused mo from dreams • • And: guided mo : forth. Aloft his rapt lay : A.lone thrush was singing— ■■■.■ The Druid of day '."'v; • To worshipping earth. 1 _ ;'■?■'And - still without falter ' ' ■*.' • On Nature's high altar Ibnistrant he offered : . His song's sacrifice. •j ~ ■ -.. . Strains , passing. 1 all: words, .. ■'From Gwalia's green psalter, That Hard of tho birds .- / . Poured forth to-tlio,,skies, ■ /.;■. On tho mnadow bank-green, . ITis orisons over, I saw thfi thrush jireon His wing.i and his breast; ■ Tho clear honey dew ■■ He sippedi from the clover, . i • Then joyously flow.. V. ••..'••• To his.mate on her nest. .• And there a lovo metre ■ , : - ■ ' . : He, fashioned far sweeter , ■■■■■ ■, : • , Than ever, in words • I had woven before. . .. ■ ' And'with its gold links - 'To-night when I greet her, ; • • My Lunot, niethinks, ... , ■ MayUovo mo- onco morol :- —Alfred' Percoval Graves in." the "Spectator." THE BORDER, HOUR, . Throbb'd' through, the. dark, from Titan-tongue nnbonnd, ' ■ \ ■ syllabled in solemn sound. - ■ i Tho- quioken'd! silonce- murmured into; sleep,. -.s > . But through the.unthrong'd streets with. mes-. sago deep,' Sped'down* the. silent night that fateful chime, , Ip: wid'nmg sonrcli—tlio Monitor-Af: Time. What, meaneth- it to all. who. mark its-flight, n:« £i; ■ Who;, waking, nightrAnguisk'di andi wasted; on a sleepless, bed—. , i " Anqther, day,, Oi God!" ho feebly said.. i .■•■ A mother,- waited; by, a-low- firo set—- ■■ i - Shfc heardrrani];: softly* ;weeping,-, said;: -"Not, '■'.i'/jf-'.-r- ■' ■- yot !"' ' '■! ■,] '!:•> /'■ 1V • .' i' .- .-Deep; in his'cell- the-doomSd) unsleeping, lay— /'. "Toll! fon tlio dbad,"' he cried;: it answer,'d,.; r ; -Vv;V■ .hcU' < "Tb-morrow; at.: high : noon i" : the : bridgegrpomV '-'-^'sang—'• ■'' ■' • .>■: V to-day!" tho deep, bell deeply rang; . .v — G:. £.. in tho. Glasgow. Herald:" FROM HDINE. •' . . "\Vyo :wird; einst des- Wandermuden." ■ ■■■.>•' Where-,; at last; a-wearv, worn,. -;V-'.v.- '•V. ; ' ; ; W.iUi, ai res.ting-plaie; be; mine?:.; • Under, palm-trees southern-born? .'.i^UndeE^^lindpns^byvthe;Rhine? : \ , .'v.'\r \r - Shall. I. sleep-in . parching. waste; - ..; . save strangeling's hand? '■ : \ Or by shore,: where swift, waves raced, • • Sea'on sea, across, tho sand? / • .. , Ah!;"\Vliat"mattors!—Yonder—near—. ■! : : Over each—God's Hcav.'n spreads high, ' - ■ .And as:torches-at'a tier, ■- :i;; . - ; Guardian.stars are>in the sky. • .■. ■ .-Bennett m the Saturday. ! . ( "Review." i , SONGS OF THE ROAD. His»song'of'dawn> ontsoars, tjie joyftil bird 1 , Swift on: the, weary road- his footfall, comes;] - : The-, dusty, ail" that.by his, stride, is; stirred f.r Beats 1 with,a, buoyant march oft-fairy, drums;, : ■ '* A.wako,; . 0 Earth! (: thine:: 1 "ancient slumber y •: break; ; : Vj r Vt.'V ;,; Vv' ■ : To the new day, 0 slumbrous Earth, Awake!" • ' . Tet long ago ;that, merry: march began, ; / : . His feet are older than tho path they traa-J;. : , : ,His>music is* tho.morning-song of man, V-ffis.i i 'strjdeVtHe.^stride:bftalb ; th,e':yaliant 'dead'; : ' : ; ' Hi9:youngest' hopes.'aTe mefi'i6ries i ' andiiis eyes; Deep-, with, tho? old;: old' dream that never dies.. Sf : .i ■; : ' V ' '. : : Turn.back, my Soul, no longer set Thy peace nponitho years to come- . . 'Turai'bac'S, tho. landi of;', thy regret ' . . . : .Holds- nothing doubtful; -nothing, dum)j.. . . . There-.ara tho voices, there the scenes. —■ ■That .make, thy life- m living. truth. ' - I - . A talcf of her.oes> and of- queenSv-,".: :. t fairer- than.'all the. hopes' of; youth. ' :. - 'ho "Spectator.".'