Original Poetry.

Western Star, Issue 1386, 4 September 1889, Page 4

Original Poetry.

ELEGY OF A RABBIT UNDER POISON. [Dedicated to Alfred Douglass Esq.] When I did eat that lovely grain I thought it would my life maintain, [ never dreamed such awful pain Would bo my lot; t tried to drink, but all in rain, It left me not.

Oft round about this place I’ve roamed, And bunted been by dog and gun,

And all their traps I’ve tried to shun, But I’m caught at last; All my wanderings now are done, My pleasure’s past.

And what a death I’vo got to dio, The pain it almost blinds my eye; Oh ! that some man was passing by To hoar my groan; Some pity he might take, and try To help me on.

Oh ! that the makers of such laws Could only feel these awful gnaws, I’m snro’twonld make them shake their jaws Or twist and grind them ; But in each face I’d sink my claws If I could find them.

Oh ! that some shot would lay me dead, Or some hound shako me round his head ; Death is but death, then life has fled, But this is hell. My stomach's burning, sore I dread, lb makes me yell.

Three days I’ve screamed, but now I’m hoarse I’ll sit and die beneath this gorse ; I could not run, not even by force,

I feel so sore. That fatal feed I will remorse Till I’m no more. Thomas H. Black, Waimatuku.

A trial took place before a Glasgow bailie, who excelled more as a citizen than as a scholar, A. witness had occasion to refer to the testimony of a man who died recently, and he spoke of him as the defunct. Amazed at the constant repetition of a word he did not understand, the Bailie petulantly said, “What’s the use of yer talking sae mucklc about the man Defunct? Canna vo bring him here, and let him speak for himscl’ ?” “ The defunct’s dead, mv lord,” replied the witness. “ Oh! pair mm, that alters the case,” said the sapient administrator of the law.

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