Yet shall we cherish not the less All that is left our hearts meanwhile; The memory of thy loveliness Shall round our weary pathway smile, Thoughts of thy clear-eyed sense of duty, All lovely things by thee beloved, Shall whisper to our hearts of thee; These green hills, where thy childhood roved Yon river winding to the sea The sunset light of autumn eves Cloud, crimson sky, and trembling leaves These, in our view, shall henceforth take A tenderer meaning for thy sake; Seem sacred to thy memory. MEMORY AND HOPE. CHARLES KEN VORTHY, BORN AT MANCHESTER, IN SEPTEMBER 1773, DIED IN THE SAME CITY, JULY 31, 1850. HIS EPITAPH IN RUSHOLME CEMETERY IS A VERY PLAINTIVE ONE, 66 NAMELY: HERE SLUMBERS SORROW'S CHILD." MEMORY and Hope were given to bless, The other forward, to deceive me. My days of youth, of love, and joy, 'Mid Beauty's charms and grandeur's glitter, Memory reviews them with a sigh; Remember'd bliss makes grief more bitter. Hope to the future points,—and smiles, And tells of bliss and bowers enchanting Each day the Flatterer me beguiles, Still aches my heart, some dear thing wanting. My yesterdays could I forget, Nor fondly hope for bliss each morrow, Life's boon I might enjoy-nor let The passing hour be blanched with sorrow. A PETITION TO TIME. 66 BRYAN WALTER PROCTER. FROM ENGLISH SONGS," 1832. TOUCH us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently, -as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream! Humble voyagers are we, Husband, wife, and children three (One is lost, an angel, fled To the azure overhead!) Touch us gently, Time! We've not proud nor soaring wings: Our ambition, our content, Lies in simple things. Humble voyagers are we, O'er Life's dim unsounded sea, MINGUILLO. FROM ANCIENT SPANISH BALLADS, HISTORICAL AND ROMANTIC," TRANSLATED BY J. G. LOCKHART. SINCE for kissing thee, Minguillo, If we have done aught amiss, Do-she keeps so great a pother, Out upon you, false Minguillo ! One you give, but two you take; Give them, for my mother's sake. NEVER DESPAIR. FROM "VOICES FOR PROGRESS, AND OTHER POEMS," NEVER despair! though dark shadows surround thee, Let not thine heart be oppress'd with the gloom; Remember, though failure to-day may have found thee, To-morrow, success may thy pathway illume! Never despair! though long suffering and weary; Never despair! though the task long begun Seems more than thy heart's strength can carry thee through; Perseverance may tell thee, long ere thou hast done, That thy strength is full strong if thou'rt willing to Do! Never despair! like the coward and craven, Who carp o'er the ills which they else might evade ; Nor rest till thou reacheth the goal and the haven, And snatch the bright honours which hope long display'd! |