Selected Poetry.

Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 1524, 26 March 1886, Page 4

Selected Poetry.

BUBBOSA. Oaee I lowed a maiden fair— Ta« it not in Oath! La*» around bar everywhere Strewed with flowers her path. Lovers aha had quite a score, And sought to gain as many more, Whan I, poor fool, came to adore— Bat, tail it not m Oath ! Songs I sant my lady fairTell it not in Oath! Blended hope and wild despair, Aa every poet bath; Thrilling melodies to touch Her heart ; but they ? No, not much, For Fata soon shattered Hope's frail cruch— But, tell it not in Oath ! Woman's love it like the wind— Tell it not in Oath ! Was I sold when the wee kind That I should feel her warth ? Soon there came a blighting frost— Her lip was curved—her head she tossed, Aid so nry peace of mind was lost; But, tell it not in Oath! 8o I mourn my maiden fair — Tell it not in Oath! Sas ae wasted in despair, Thin as any lath! Bat who any these " pangs" endure Hot try the homowpathie core t Hot I, for one, yon may be sureBat, tell it not in Oath ! Phi lotas

ACTUM*. Autumn Em come: the (wallow from the eaves Hu fled with lumoifr in her early flight, Tor warmer mode; interpret mg aright Tae eigne of antumnVhicn he now perceivee : Tho failing of the " Jere and yellow laavee" From off the treee; the lack of heat and light, The aboitrainf daj, the lengthening of the night, Tho harvest with the plenteous golden eheatee Of yellow com are carried from the field. Three eigne the ewallow reada and ui.derataoda. . w ommer her crown to winter now muit yield, And ehe most make her hone in other lands. She will return ! Her roice acain will bring Swallows to beat the air with j tIuI «ing !