ORIGINAL POETRY. "THE TIMES OF OLD MAY COME AGAIN."

Daily Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 15, 29 July 1843, Page 4

ORIGINAL POETRY. "THE TIMES OF OLD MAY COME AGAIN."

Those scenes where infant steps have stray 'd Are brighter far, than those we see ; At least no hill, or mountain shade Gives half the pleasure now to mellow wild so e'er tb,' ftow'rets were — How short so e'er contentment's reign— The worid was then all bright — but oh. The Times of Old may come again 1 Our School-day* passed in careless bliss — Was e'er a time of purer joy ?—? — Oh no '. — for then each blushing boyHad some fair love — some lip to kiss! — This was our fate— we loved so well, That very rapture quenched the flame ! Y Each heart bo young — so pure — but oh The Times of Old may come again ! Lo ! slowly creeping on in life Behold the hours and years flit by, We view the works of. nature, rife — With Godhead, beauty, extacy t And feel as though our perish' d years Had passed in pleasure's idle train, There breathes no transient calm— but oh The Timea of Old may come again ! Now — thoughtful see the tempest lower, The gloom of care deep-rooted come ; Our earliest, fondest hopes are a'er, Our dearest tie& of Friendship done !— For Plutus rules, the Bosom's God, He scans 'he heart, and racks the brain, Our very souls are crush'd — but oh The Times of Old may come again X Despairing in the native home To reap the golden harvest* store— Lo ! see us by an adverse doom Wanderers on a foreign shore I Bright climes enchant— but then the soul Must pine and cherish visions vain : Years may bring us wealth— Wen oh, The Times of Old will come again'! Ckntaur. Auckland, July 15, 1834.