ORIGINAL VERSE.

Press, Volume XLIX, Issue 14830, 22 November 1913, Page 9

ORIGINAL VERSE.

THE TRUE IMMOETAIiS. "Who can Trot pity the founder of the pyramids." To rank among the immortal nunes, Touched with, imperishable glory, Many an one puts forward c>ima "Who never lived, yet lives in story.- , The dime who wrought the woes of Troy, The men who perished by Scamonder, As real to "Maca.nl ay'a Boy" Aβ Caesar 'are or Alexander. Orpheus who from tho dreary shades. Eurydico would lead to light, Jason who in gold fleeces trades, The King who robbed Mmself of eight, Before our England came to birth, . Or found a place among tho nations, Were famous 'mong- the eons of earth, / Had pleased- uncounted generations. ■Who hae not heard of Guenivcre, Gawain, and Bors, and Lancelot, ' Of Galahad, the youth Austere, And Arthur King of Camolot? Or coming , to a> later day When good- Queen Bess the reins wae holding, v Who knows not Beatrice the gay, Sweet Rosalind, and Katharine scolding? They press and throng upon tho mind, They come from ©very clime and. region, Good, bad, indifferent, cruel, kind,' In every class their-name is Legion. Among them all-a foremost place - "My unclo Toby" claims, and "ToTici," And honest "Trim" lifts up a face Hoi© real than many a phiz historic. More real—for what mortal name Touched with its perishable glarj May hop© for the undying- famo ' Of .those who only live in.Btory— Who come from divers times «Kd lands, ' Speaking tho tongues of divers nations, And beckon with their shadowy hands To the successive generations? W.D.A. Bth October, 1913.