The mother who conceals her grief Then brather a few brave words and brief, The pamet brow she blesses, Kissing the p hut her secret god, With то Sheds holy прош Received on Freedoms field of honor. rose from bu untroubled sleep, a put away her soft brown hair, And le Believe me still, as I have ever been fellowmew Ide steadfast liver & sherly liberty; Free and by blood redeemed but out by crud; "You are old, Father William," the young man | O'er beauty's face, seeming to hide, "And life must be hastening away ; You are cheerful, and love to converse upon death; No mists do mask, no lazy streams A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day! "I am cheerful, young man," Father William Wouldst see a man whose well-warmed blood replied; "Let the cause thy attention engage; Bathes him in a genuine flood? A man whose tunèd humors be In the days of my youth I remembered my God! A seat of rarest harmony? And he hath not forgotten my age." ROBERT SOUTHEY. OLD AGE OF TEMPERANCE. FROM "AS YOU LIKE IT,” ACT II. SC. 2. ADAM. Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet am I strong and lusty : For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility. Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities. SHAKESPEARE. Wouldst see blithe looks, fresh cheeks beguile In a bed of reverend snow? In sum, wouldst see a man that can Whose latest and most leadened hours This rare one, reader, wouldst thou see? RICHARD CRASHAW. TEMPERANCE, OR THE CHEAP Go now! and with some daring drug That which makes us have no need ་་ As garments should do, close and fit -- GO, FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT. [By a young lady, who was told that she was a monomaniac in her hatred of alcoholic liquors.] Go, feel what I have felt, Go, bear what I have borne ; And the cold, proud world's scorn : Go, weep as I have wept O'er a loved father's fall; Youth's sweetness turned to gall; Go, kneel as I have knelt; And see the strong man bow; |