THE RIVER VOYAGE. Slow steals our Indian boat Against the rushing tide; And breast the strife of wind and stream Without the conquering aid of steam. II. Swart forms in lengthened file III. A toilsome journey theirs, An easy voyage ours, And yet fantastic cares Have equalized the dowers; Theirs the light heart though heavy limb, But ours the wearied soul and dim. The rope from the mast-head to the trackers on shore. LINES WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM PRESENTED TO A LADY BY THE AUTHOR. LADY, when o'er these leaves thy bright eye strayeth, Say, can thy heart forget the friendly giver? Than many a bard's who grief's low voice may borrow Time rusheth onward like a rapid river; Or earthly bliss, and dearest friends must sever; Have proved alike that joy is stable never. And is there no dear resting place for feeling Ah, yes! for love's and friendship's fond revealing The true heart is a fixed and holy station. I'll seek not then for Fortune's sweet beguiling, Nor fear her frown, if thou'lt remember me; STANZAS. I. THE sudden throbs, the starting tears, When some bright dream of happier years Can stoic pride control? II. Some cares there are that none may still, And thoughts that none may share, And incommunicable ill, And pangs that silent bosoms thrill Are those we least can bear. III. This clouded life is doubly dark To him whose path is lone And he whom Hope's far-glimmering spark IV. He sees with wild delirous eye, And strives with awful dreams; He may not mingle sigh with sigh; To him affection's soft reply Almost a mockery seems. A MASONIC SONG.* I. How sacred is the mystic Craft, That e'en in foreign lands, With ties of true fraternal love, Can join opposing hands! II. The blood-red arm of ruthless war, Falls nerveless as a child's before The Mason's secret sign. III. He finds 'mid foreign crowds a friend, A home 'neath every sky; His countless brethren ne'er disdain Their kindred, nor deny. IV. For that vast family are taught To form one social band, And bear the unbroken chain of love To earth's remotest land. V. No narrow bounds of creed or clime, Of language or of hue, Contract the Mason's sympathies When suffering brethren sue. Set to music by W. H. Hamerton. |