80 REMINISCENCE. I speak, 't is true, of passing things, To thoughts of more enduring worth, BERNARD Barton. REMINISCENCE. "My birth-day "-what a different sound And how, each time the day comes round, When first our scanty years are told, Who said," were he ordained to run • Fontenelle. Si je recommencais ma carriere, je ferai tout ce que j'ai fait. REMINISCENCE. He would do all that he had done."- That crossed my pathway, for his star.- With power to add, retouch, efface The lights and shades, the joy and pain, How quickly all should melt away- 81 Which hath been more than wealth to me; Those friendships in my boyhood twined, And kept till now unchangingly; And that dear home, that saving ark, Where Love's true light at last I've found, Cheering within, when all grows dark And comfortless and stormy round! T. MOORE. A MUSE, unskilled in venal praise, * * * * * * Swift to reward a parent's fears, Roll on in peace, ye blooming years, When in his finished form and face Yet though thou draw a nation's eyes, ODE. Let not thy towering mind despise No slander there shall wound thy fame, When winds the mountain oak assail, Content may slumber in the vale, Unconscious of the blast. Through scenes of tumult while we roam, The heart, alas! is ne'er at home, It hopes in time to roam no more: Combats the storm, and rides the wave, Ye proud, ye selfish, ye severe, How vain your mask of state! BEATTIE. 83 84 TWENTY-THREE. ON ARRIVING AT THE AGE OF TWENTY-THREE. How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom showeth, Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth, That I to manhood am arrived so near; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, Than some more timely happy spirits endu'th. Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Hea ven; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As even in my great Task-Master's eye. 10% MILTON. |