Select Poetry.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 17, Issue 1002, 26 April 1871, Page 2

Select Poetry.

"-THE BRAVE OLD PLOUGH." "APlouqh Boy" sends the Nelson Colonist the following lines, which he says are eppied from a late American paper, and which appeared under the above head : A song to the plongh, to the brave old plough, That hath ruled the wide world o'er, For life and good fare on his strong steel share Shall depend for "evermore ; There is strength in'his beam, as the toiling team Turns the furrow so long and deep, Wliile it mellows the so_d, we have trust in God "That His promise He will surely keep. Then a health to the plough, to the brave old plough Who hath fed all the nations gone; And glory as now to the brave old plough When a thousand years have flown. Thou hast seen the time when no pealihg chime Was heard the wide world through ; When the King's broad hall and the cottage small Of a Christmas never knew. Aud many a day along the highway Have hundreds starving lain, They are dead, they are gone, to earth's bosam borne, But the plough it still doth reign. Then God speed the plough, the brave old plough, Who hath fed all the nations gone, And glory as now to the brave old plough When a thousand years have flown.

Thou hast seen the time, in many a clime, When the bread was hard to win, When both great and small, at hunger's call, Were led into deadly sin ; But thou ne'er can'st say thou hast seen the day, When want bowed the strong man's head, The righteous man's seed, in his greatest need, Ever begged for his daily bread. Then God speed the plough, the brave old plough, Who hath fed all |he nations gone ; And may glory as now encircle, the plough < . When a thousand years have flown.