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Original Poetry.

■ ROBERT BURNS. * ' , (114T5. ANNIVERSARY.) Proud glory s wreath may crown the warrior’s* HW* - i . : And victory’s trophies rise above his dust,« i torch awhile may o’er hia ashes bum, ; lint tune will quench. it and hia swoi-d shall -rust. ■'

• 4.’ * ■ * ’ ' , • •I • i/ f, f A grateful nation o’er .the stateman’s tomb i May, trumpet forth his labors in ker cause: a U j a- er , b sHts Her councils may illume, 1 And,time s .progressive wheel roll o’er his laws. or w Hat, can shroud the poet’s Whilst Nature’s mighty form towers over art,- ■ No power oh earth can blot liis sacred name ! When once ’tis written on his country’s Mart.} I love thee, England, for thy manly race;; i My native land,. l love fcheo for thy wrongs ;v i CH» e Pf the barren brow and rugged face—pcotiand 1--I love thee for thy deathless songs; Well niay’st thou point;with triumph and witli pride i Unto thy patriot heroes of the past: Well may’st thou tell the nations how thev died, * That liberty might breathe thy northern, blast. ®ot there s a son of thine, whose genius sheds More lustre roniid. Thee than thy bravest king; oun ■ l^P rren f ß rushing from their mountain beds Till Nature s voice is mute, his praise shall singl For thee he struck a chord, whose magic strain Rings through thy children’s hearts o’er all the earth, And links them in a fond magnetic chain ' Whose loadstone is the island of their birth. \ To Nature’s throne he offered heartfelt praise— He scourged hypocrisy with satire’s rod ; In stirring tones he called on man to raise His head erect, a reflex of his God. ' He robbed the angels of their sweetest notes;! Aud when descending through the speckless duine i Her caught the echoes of the lavrocks’ throats, I And brought them to thy peasant’s humble home.- < ' ~ j Roll on Old Earth unto thy final goal, As o’er each century thine axle turns; New wreaths of song shall blazon music’s scroll, As tributes to the memory of ; lV ■ Thomas Bracken. \ Dunedin, January 26,1874. ' :

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Evening Star, Issue 3410, 26 January 1874, Page 3

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352

Original Poetry. Evening Star, Issue 3410, 26 January 1874, Page 3

Original Poetry. Evening Star, Issue 3410, 26 January 1874, Page 3

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