6 That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, It's coming yet, for a' that That man to man, the world o'er, 6 superiority. Robert Burns (1759 — 1796). THE ITALIAN ITINERANT. 1. Now that the farewell tear is dried, Whether for London bound-to trill 2. But thou perhaps (alert and free 1 According to mythology, being the most beautiful of all mortals, he was carried away from the earth by the gods that he might fill the cup of Zeus (Jupiter). Some writers state that he was carried off by Zeus himself in the form of an eagle. Whether thou choose this useful part, Though robb'd of many a cherish'd dream, Yet will the wanderer sometimes pine With thoughts which no delights can chase, His mother's neck entwine; Nor shall forget the maiden coy That would have loved the bright-hair'd boy! 3. My song, encouraged by the grace To Como's1 steeps-his happy bourne ! Shall tend, with his own dark-eyed maid, That through the jealous leaves escapes William Wordsworth (1770 — 1850). ASPIRATIONS OF YOUTH. 1. Higher, higher will we climb 1 A lake of Northern Italy, in the midst of mountains of from 1000 to 1300 ft. in elevation. It is the most celebrated of all the lakes of Italy. 2 A village on the W. shore of Lake Como, remarkable for the beauty of its situation and the grandeur of the numerous villas which surround it. One of these, the Villa Carlotta, contains works of Canova and Thorwaldsen. That our names may live through time 2. Deeper, deeper let us toil In the mines of knowledge; 3. Onward, onward may we press Minds are of celestial birth, 4. Closer, closer let us knit Hearts and hands together, Oh! they wander wide who roam For the joys of life from home. James Montgomery (1771-1854). NIGHT. 1. Night is the time for rest!- How sweet, when labours close, To gather round an aching breast The curtain of repose, Stretch the tired limbs, and lay the head Down on our own delightful bed! 2. Night is the time for dreams!— The gay romance of life, When truth that is, and truth that seems, Mix in fantastic strife: Ah! visions less beguiling far Than waking dreams, by daylight, are! 3. Night is the time for toil! To plough the classic field, 4. Night is the time to weep! To wet with unseen tears Those graves of memory, where sleep The joys of other years, Hopes, that were angels at their birth, But died when young, like things of earth! 5. Night is the time to watch!— 6. Night is the time for care!-- To see the spectre of despair Like Brutus, 'midst his slumbering host, 7. Night is the time to think!— When, from the eye, the soul Takes flight, and, on the utmost brink 1 Commonly known as The Seven Stars. 2 See Shakspeare's Julius Caesar, act iv. scene 3. 8. Night is the time to pray!- Steal from the throng to haunts untrod, 9. Night is the time for death!— Calmly to yield the weary breath,- - Think of heaven's bliss-and give the sign James Montgomery (1771 — 1854). THE SKYLARK. 1. Bird of the wilderness, Blithesome and cumberless, Bless'd is thy dwelling-place! O to abide in the desert with thee! 2. Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud; Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth. 3. O'er fell and fountain sheen, O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day; Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, hie, hie thee away! |