"IN THE WOUNDS OUR SUFFERINGS PLOUGH, IMMORTAL LOVE SOWS SOVEREIGN SEED."-GERALD MASSEY. "THE SOUL OF MAN IS LARGER THAN THE SKY."-H. COLERIDGE. ROBIN REDBREAST. ROBIN REDBREAST. JOOD-BYE, good-bye to Summer! The garden smiling faintly, Our thrushes now are silent, O Robin dear! "FLOWERS SICKEN WHEN THE SUMMER FLIES."-B. W. PROCTER. 317 "THE PASSION-PANTING SEA WATCHES THE UNVEILED BEAUTY OF THE STARS."-ALEXANDER SMITH. "EACH IN HIS HIDDEN SPHERE OF JOY OR WOE, OUR HERMIT-SPIRITS DWELL, AND RANGE APART."-JOHN KEBLE. 318 "IN HEAVEN AMBITION CANNOT DWELL,"-(SOUTHEY) ROBIN REDBREAST. Robin sings so sweetly The leaves come down in hosts; But soon they'll turn to ghosts; Hang russet on the bough: And what will this poor Robin do ? The fireside for the cricket, The wheatstack for the mouse, The branches plumed with snow: Robin, Robin Redbreast! O Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer. The Music [WILLIAM ALLINGHAM, author of "Day and Night Songs," 66 "The bird whom man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our English Robin." NOR AVARICE IN THE HAUNts of hell.”—SOU THEY. “our remedies oft in ourselves do LIE, WHICH WE ASCRIBE TO HEAVEN."-WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE "WHY SHOULD WE FAINT AND FEAR TO LIVE ALONE, SINCE ALL ALONE-SO HEAVEN HAS WILLED-WE DIE?"-KEBLE. FRIENDSHIP IS A SHELTERING TREE."-S. T. COLERIDGE. "NOR EVEN THE TENDEREST HEART, AND NEXT OUR OWN, KNOWS HALF THE REASONS WHY WE SMILE OR SIGH."-KEBLE. "HEAVEN LIES ABOUT US IN OUR INFANCY."-WORDSWORTH. "CALL IT NOT VAIN THEY DO NOT ERR WHO SAY, THAT WHEN THE POET DIES,"-(SIR WALTER SCOTT) BUT MORE OF REVERENCE IN US DWELL."-TENNYSON. "MUTE NATURE MOURNS HER WORSHIPPER, AND CELEBRATES HIS OBSEquies.”—sir wALTER SCOTT. "A SOMETHING LIGHT AS AIR-A LOOK, A WORD UNKIND, OR WRONGLY TAKEN,"-(MOORE) "THE POETRY OF EARTH IS NEVER DEAD."-JOHN KEATS. "OH, LOVE! THAT TEMPESTS NEVER SHOOK, A BREATH, A TOUCH LIKE THIS, HAS SHAKEN!"-MOORE. Captain, work the reck'ning; That's the Sailor's way! We've traded with the Yankees, We've laughed with dusky beauties, Nightly stands the North Star Jolly time with friends ashore, THE PATH OF DUTY IS THE WAY TO GLORY."-TENNYSON. |