BOOKS AND AUTHORS

Dominion, Volume 6, Issue 1639, 4 January 1913, Page 9

BOOKS AND AUTHORS

>l VERSES OLD AND NEW. NINE HOURS, 0 CHRIST. Nine hours, 0 Cnrist, For the world's glee Brioily didst hang / On tho bitter tree. Man, in whom vision a Outstrip9 tho will, To Earth, war-weary, Is nailed still. A \ —Herbert', Trcnoh. ■ THE KINGDOM OF GO]?. I Bought for God by all mcnns,\ everywhere j By oreod of man, through Litany\ and prayer. Through weary nights and days, by plea i ' and cry, . ■ Sought without finding, faithless, hopeless I. . Till, as a baffled bird with broken wing, My soul returned from fruitless journeying. , v > Whon at faith's ebb, a sudden message burned— , ''Within and, not without, God is discerned. Look deep, within thyself. There find v thy .goal For ever shrined—God within thy 60u1." "E.D.," in the "Daily Chronicle." •SENTENCE. Shall I say that what heaven gave ' . Earth has taken? ' Or that sleepers in the,grave , Reawaken? One sole senteuc-e can I know, . ■ ' Can I say: ■You, my comrade, had to go, , I to stay, j —Witter Bynnei'i , FROM EXILE. ' Ihe midday sun smites down upon tho ' scentless Indian plains; * j The riven earth with gaping mouth cries , . dumbly for tho rains: . And 0 for tho sands and the lon* cliffs o' , Wales, ' ' i (With the laughter o' ripples and shimmer { , o' sails j And the tide coming in at Tresilian. , The'tepid, rains are pouring from the T ,:.:.'' : ■'■;.-.' sullen, .sultry sky, -..:.;,, ■;.■."■.' j ./.... . While earth breathes forth 'in gratitude v -..' a' softly whispered sigh: '■' ..'••';' : ■■ I .But 0 for the ; rush V the wild' Welsh £ ■■ -y-: leather, ■;,■•:; ; -'-' : ~ : ,-.:'/■.'..'. .'. s '. .-, ffhVfiwishyo' the grass arid the spring, o', i| j '' : i' '. "';. the heather "'. "' y''; : ; " \'-;'„ ■:"/,'::. j '■ ''And'' the wind shrieking'shrill .o'er; Tr«-. a .:;; ; . ;silianK'; \'>?..^-'-".-". r v,.'=■■■■ . : V:y v -':.- '■;'■. t j. The, Eastern moon is 6ilvering the ..world b t '... ■•;• with, .mystic.-'light/.,..'■' ■■-'■'■ ■:>'■ • j !A myriad crickots carol, a myriad fanes ii '. gloam white: '.'-;Y.'i'.:,''', ; a ..:■■ But-0 for, the hush oV-the; little Welsh n ■'■ cove, .-7 ;■/■;.';;;.-. ,'.'..•■'•■'■' ~: - '-"'-: . .-..'."'•'■::•■'-,, ■'~.'' d iWhere'the' fragrant, night air; whispers u .faintly/above::.;:'";: .•':.-■ '•■'.;•.:;';,'■ i) lind the wee waves caress thee, Tresilian.. n ■' Eliot Crawshay-Williatns. ■'....