POETRY.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 3608, 3 November 1879, Page 3

POETRY.

THE. EVfiRE/ASTINGr MEMORIAL, Up and away liko the dew of the morning, That soars from the eaHh to its home in the sun, So let me steal away gently and lovingly. Only remembered by what I have done.

My name, and my place, and my tomb all forgotten* The .brief race of time well and patiently run, So let ine pass away, peacefully, silently, Only remembered by what I havo done.

Gladly from this toil would-I hasten., Up to the crown that for mo has been won • Unthought of by man in rewards or in praisea, Only remembered by what -I have done.

Up and away, like.lhq odours of sunset That sweeten the twilight as evoning comeSsOn ; So be my life— a thing felji but not noticed— And I butreinombered by what I have done.

Yes. like the fragrance that wanderaan freshness When the flqwcpa that it came fromare closediup and gone, So would I be to this world's weary.dwellsrs Only roniembeced by what I have done.

I need not be.miqaed, if my life has been bearing. ( 4.8 its summers and ■ autuinus . ra£ve silently, on) , The bloom, anditha fruit, and i the- seeds of its season : I shall still ba remembered by what Ihavo.done.

Needs there thoppiiseofi he love-written records. The name, and-the epitaph gravedon the stone.?/ The thing? we have . lived for— let- them, bo our story— We ourselves but remembered: by what we hay.o. done.

1 ne.6a not be mjssed if another sijcceod me. To reap, down the fields which in spring I hay«, sown, He who ploughed and who flowed: is not missed 1 by the reaper, He is only remembered by what he hos.done.

Not myself but the truth tluvt in life I hp,vfc written, Not mj eelfi but tho seed tbat in.life.l have sown* Shall pans on to. ages- all, abont mo forgotten: Save the truth £ have apoken, iho. things ihava done* ' '

So let my living be -so be my ( yiner ; ' So let my name lie, unblazpne'd, unknown, Unpraiscd, and uumissed, I shall still bo. remain. berod ; Yes, but remembered, by, what I hate done.