SEPTEMBER THE THIRD.

Otago Witness, Issue 568, 18 October 1862, Page 6

SEPTEMBER THE THIRD.

(I'FIR ANNIVERSARY/ OF OROM\VBI,I'S DHATH, OV

DUXBAR, AND OP WOROESTBU.) I. Whereas the storm hnd died nway, and thou, Bimvc spirit, parting too, didst render vain (So thought thy people) every strongest vow And mast awneJ prayer for thy domain : If then, uprising over dim Whitehall, And far beyond thra blear and sunken clay, Thou didst atfcaiu some midway-hanging throne To watch the striving nations rise and fall, And see tlie seeds of thy most high essay Ferment and quicken in their proper day, Tliyseif forecasting all result full grown. n. Even now behold us where we battle still, And toil, and — toiling — see not yet the end, But barren, wrangling-, apathetic will, With friend and foe commingled, foe and friend. Strike one strong 1 ray on our bewildered kind, Meting sure limits fir true men nnd good, For wise men and for foolish, lieh and poor : Until wo wonder, simpler grown, to find State-knots resolved nnd Pailiamentg renewed : And wake to lessons of the blessed Rood Fairer, more beautiful, undreamed before. in. Diit-ff-for wild winds, foul-striking, mnydrivft on Rome plague of storm even to our norttiern gate— If any, in the ra.-k, with smile or frown, Socking 1 occa-sions, question of our state, Lst none, word valiant, gnge of battle scorn : Lel.no mock union a mock fight foreclose : But, alwa\s near, instruct us to be free, . As once among tlie rows of Severn corn : Or when with solemn face, on scattered foes That reddened grassy Brockburru God arose Beyond St. A lib and the grey Gorman sea. Once a Week.