POETRY For the Other 365 Days Christmas is over. Uncork your ambition! ■ : : ; ; -■■■-.■ Back;'to the battle! Come on, eompe- ! ■ tition! . ■:■■■■ ,'■•• -I--*-. ■.. ■•■ *■ ,■ : -. .- Down with all sentiment, can scru- , puldsity! •-•■• ; : - Commerce lias- nothing /to gain by "\, jocosity; ! Moii.ey is all that is worth all your Push 'era aside in a passionate -.hurry, Argue .and bustle and bargain and worry! Frenzy yourself into sickness and dizziness-^ Christmas is over, ,and Business is Business. ■ ; * ■■**■•' I Wat Tyler By ROBERT SOUTHEY. The refrain of • this song was the moiio of Wat Tyler's rebels, who marched upon London in 1381:—• "When Adam delved and Eve span, Who was then the gentleman?' , •wretched is the Infants lot, Born within the straw-roofed cot; Be he generous, wise or brave, Be must only be a slave. Long, long labour, little rest; Still to toil, to be oppressed; Drained by taxes of his store, 'Punished "next for being poor. This is the poor wretch's lot, 'Horn- within the straw-roof "d cot. "While the peasant workSr—to sieep, What the peasant .sows—to reap, . On the couch of case to lie, = ■Uioting in revelry; Be he villain, be he fool. Still to hold despotic rule* Trampling on his slaves with scorn! ■'This is to be nobly born. "When Adam delved and Eve span. Who was then the gentleman ?"- Beyond Oh may the spirit soar above these Jars . And may the heart beat on: we w<*uM not die In this sad vale of deep despondency. Oh struggle on; yea, doubting heart. strive through Unlo the dawn that yet will break — j ■• beyond; j Beyond where' folk grow kindlier,; i where they meet . • Untrammelled by these cares, and by the strife, ~... Beating like ocean waves, upon the .shore, Breaking upon our life, destroying peace, Turning thought barren with the constant gnaw Of harsh anxiety which ceaseth not. O Money: art thou not our curse and chain Clogging the impulse of our better selves, Driving it inward, where suspicion lies ' ... • . Coiling in wait for fair and fra.uite trust, And so doth stifle all the good ami true? ... . :. Rise up, O heart, and struggle- with these pains; ■ Let not deferred hope thy patience tire, .-.••.. "Nor warm desire be chilled, for this alone Will bear ye onward, through thc-«e adverse dayw, Unto the dawning of the great beyond. —E.S.P., in "The Workers' Drc-adno\ight." : '-'*.*.* •■.".'.'.• i s Before Sedan Uy ADSTIN.DOBSON Here in this lejafy place Quiet he-lfrs, * Cold, wilh hl.s sightless face # Turned to the sktes; . "Tis but another dead; All you 'isxn say is said. Carry his body hence, — Kings must have slaves; Kfcgs climb to eminence Over men's graves ; S o this man's eye is dim; — . Throw th,e earth over him. * » * * . ..*. FKOat THE SAILOKS' .CATECHtSW.Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thou art able; The seventh, holystone the dock and ' scrifb the cable- ' . AN OVERSIGHT He —When. I married you, I had .boundless adoration for you—l eeuld fairly have devoured you! Now I regret that I didn't do 'it.—l* Steglaaeae, '- ■■
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Maoriland Worker, Volume 12, Issue 303, 20 December 1922, Page 6
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493Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Maoriland Worker, Volume 12, Issue 303, 20 December 1922, Page 6
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