From a Scrap Book.

Dominion, Volume 3, Issue 698, 24 December 1909, Page 12

From a Scrap Book.

\|j \ VERSES 'OLD AND NEW. ■ jj LES FOINS. jifii.'ii.-They • are.mowing:,the, meadows .now,' 'and ; tho' 1 " whispering, Ughing ' -> idle ear— ,yold- i .;" of.: thisone 1 ..■(:■ Sosss on roses fallen, and year,.on i)|i|fe,Spfyyjf 04/ Swathes g.tHat long' tew-t-:Passes;:and.-pauses .-and'sweeps' through-', thd' ' depp green grass,' * Strange how this song of tho scythe sets the 1 ' Aid days 6inging— , . ; . Eohoos of seasons gone and of these > that ; ' pass. i /////Frtii I .' ghdsfc: of-Youth—frbitlyo.arsea-fragrarit' Orchard i closes, your phanFoiri' 1 I tos6§, ; ";:-What;- ,wa3; the-dream vyou dreamed'-through 1 /'/;^ ifViWhatthat.forgotfen air when, tho heart went . i niaying? -the: perfume blowing; afar,. anear ?; E^/r/^Outh^Touth—Youth''r-the •.'scythe 5/' keeps "'?///;•,: i/'i'v;//''Thp rose : you saw /not—tho • tuno 'that' you IV 1 1 could not heat." ri';''V / .; ': /. Marriott .iyatsoh;" , ' SUM QUALIS ti.-i ahi', yostormghti: bohvixt. :hor ilips: ■ and nlino fe,:W|Th6rß,'.,f6ll:,thy,• Shadow, Cynaralsthy. -breath; a j was shed, toji Tsoiil / between J/j.the • kisses -/aria % the r / tvme; > , i ' ;W'M(l.r.wu..'desolaio.:ai>d'Bick-of'iaii"old.paSsi6n-'..wus; desolhte, - imy> hood-.. : • j'-".-.:!- hftva faithtul-:to thee, r Cynara!: in-my ...!All night upon mine heart ,1- felt: hdr' warm■ - 1 " heart tot, Night-lOngcWithiii: mine ..arms , in-:lovo;. and: sleei) i sh() laV; t S|sSurdly/ftho : /kissei;rbf./'her.:-,b6,ught-;^^^ l sweet) t But 1 Wis nnd sick of all old pas ion, r.trawoke ;and found :,tho; morn -was-gfay iwi'livhAvo.-betrf".faithful to thco.'.'.Cyiiara! 'in'-my i J ftihion.' , ' fprgot much, Cjnara! gone with the [P Fluflg'roS"3, roses riotously with tho throng. bfY.Bui.l^ns,:desolato^and'sick.of,an old passion, SiSisiSsS,-.611th0 .titoej becatiso-.tho: daiico. Was.long: . I hftvfe bem faithful to thee, Cyhara l in my -■' ( fashion. ? r str'Pngdr th4,--feast ;is:finished:and tho lamps ixpire, ' , s ? ' When .falls thy shadow, Cvnara' tho night 13 thifti,* And I am desqlate and ficl of an old passioii, fS'VjvJfiPithungry. for - the. lips: of;.my desire•:■: >' ! 1,1 hftve been faithful to theo, Cvnara 1 in hit ; 'fathili, I , , I _ 3 i\- 1 J i . jj-Brnest Dowson. i, ~ " 1,1 WANDER-THIRST. ' - the Sda, ,\Vill- not ,I(>t'rflo be; ' It'WrtU in mo like madhess, dear; to bid mo ' ' good-bye; _ , , i lor tho seas dall, And tne stars call, and oh I > ■- * ths otdl of tho iVy! -, \ Jil£rioWoflflt W'herfcrthO whito road runs, nor ha-t'thfi: But a mill may have the Sun for* friend, and : for his guide a r star; , l ;.<KAfld;thfifls!S lio. end ,of..yoyaging' when onco "tho : ;i. \oi«a is hoaid, ,1' I|or tho rtvdf qalls and tho rtad calls, and oh! i j >,th 6 fall of "a bird I i -- 1 Tdiidfli 1 the long hotiidn lies, and there by / night and day J ji.fvjJPhfe,old vsbips:.. draw,to vhPrnO,'again;:: ■ f * T ' J sail away; ;f And come I may, but feo I must, and if men :* i > ask yon why, , 1 ; v 'j Sun, and tho white road and tho sky! v f ! ' i ( ' —Qofald Qonld. ; - ' ' A SONG Of IRELAND. te.ffbo '.grand, .r(iad .jirOm:,. ' tho :-,mountain - goes fr':': • 'ho sea, ■ ' 'y. - • ; . i-. -[ , lan/Jftfart, sj kfj'S l '^ r ':'! jfei: ."Ad .thp llttlo .roiids: Of -Cloonagh go ramblili'i' i though my hoart 1 _ t giedt:Stonn: from' thi, ocean shoutine. [ o'er tho hill, Jgloty/iiiiut.'iand i the : L r ; 1 I " , aiid;'j still I And the little winds of twilight a® diarer ; f i,to my mind. , ißweia-b';: i K ! ?M;f-; i SM™ißg':ion:'theifs'wa'y,'-,,i^ if Shlriiag) groon and silver with the hidden '<■ fff-liii'K■ : . Btit. tho little ivavcs of.Brefrpy havo drenched waves'of :Breffny go stumbling" if:.^i, through'' toy"souliv-- .'- iS®S?B3«S-(S^V3fe//U ? ®^i^Eva::lGtorerß^^ f. , BETWEEN A SLEEP, AND A SLEEP, * i £An undertakdr, ivho is Also a cabinot-makor, exhibit ®'MW| o '™gAbha|: : ;fc pt , 6tw'."6lMd;,l';Alongeido-,:'a ; / richiy-upolstored coikn.J / 1 Hero is the haven of Sleep, 'Hofro may the anohdr bo cast— . Eyoi .that are weary or weep v Hdro find thoir solace at last— , "S^i i ,°helter..'for,.ag6;thAt.-ft':coldr \ Warmth for tho bird in the nost, : * Caskets of death fot tho mould, > i, Tho East mtdrblent with tho Wost. ©iSS .3 dateess'; ajul :/fear 1 . ,'i Portal of gladness and day! k Tho tide of humanity here Is obbmg and flowing nhvay— °"t on thLcbay,.; , . . i Old hulls cast adrift on tho deep, , , 1 Frail cackle-boat"! Jiugguig tho pier, 1 » thi) voyage begins in a sleep. Hushid are tho najfarors hero, . '/'-"'...•. .[.".EocKcd in tho cradle and bier,- - ■: "'( —r,D., In "Tho Boomerang" (1891). | THE PROUD CRICKETER. '> England hath played at many a gamo, and ever .v-v;,;hOr toy,.>'as a biill; • -;- - ■ - . , ■ , But tho?meadow,game, with tho beautiful r^K^^^ft^^M^-'ki^K-i'andrvlprd-iVofi.-.them'-s-nllvV'-*"-'--^ l -" , Cricket is king and lord of thorn all, thro' tho : ; And heres to the bat, and tho ball (How's and : tho,hoArt that;never tires'. ,' • - D, the glance of tho bit, and tho dip df tho 'ciroiicKinir^allbs.^' S.Pjishfi:'bUii;!ng : iWail,:.of: tho'- flyiiig bai 1,: tind. * the grin on tho boniers lips; , ;i3pg;fhp;.Hirid,v:blirid/siiipei : 'and tho':out that's - .VV - c tho t«r» Wy : quick throve in j ' ' sin, hero's to tho wit of tho bat (Well hit I). t.- .&iid hero's to thd ball.ivltli a spin. : ■ r--JTha soul lS.glad in tho thick o' tho game 'a song through tho spirit swims, J'or the brain is king of the muscles! swing, arid 1 lord of tho eager limbs, /•.-And-it's joyi puro joy, ,for tlid hearts of men, OleanhthP; strong, and tho sage; :'::- ! v-'Till :tho;;pul6e is- cold, -,and. we're .but (Weil SjSOhi/it's'sweet/to': through.'the' snmnaerefes'" ./of ty gamel wo have lost' and won, ■ .v, /iiiMf tho ,6hooting th©.:catoh ) , ':and;the:.stoM run;'i': stinging ;hdnd : h6w!tho : i' '';'pot return'Avas stopped;'. ' • :: K And' what of my duoki if wa ; lost ?. (Hard of ?j.j£ ,l But ' when rco aro :puffing - thro'- niiddio- : life,-"'and it's timo for tho lost sweet knocks, J-Vyhen our average falls, and:,^ive fear, fast-balls, : ilfl&dridithe-^Me/'uMiptdlius^prOcks^:::/;^^ • Well, .'Watohing..tn6::young;'uns .play,'.will serve,' I Wi and • still '.with:■ our latest.i ■ i iplayed!'' we'll shout from -the ropes (Not' ,'v: ontlj-^and.follow the game till death. - , j f- —Haiold Bei»bie. ' BlillilllSllli