Select Poetry.

Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 1, Issue 23, 24 June 1867, Page 145

Select Poetry.

~, .i-Jcu Mi INCONSOLABLRv- -j /. 0 jr. h-oO j ‘iW wal&ng on tW margin > V„ *;' < ; t " © Of the dark cold rushing tide;- ‘ ’ - f -hare gone-before me,-**":; ;—•; And hare reached the other aid* >* .Only pnto-ibea-passage "«’ > Through the waters is denied.. . \, Wat and gloom o’crhangtheriTer, Gloom and mist the,landscape Toil) -\.* •trainingfor the shores of promise,, ■ Sightrand hope and feeling fail; ‘ t-- Sot-a aigh, abreath, a motion, ; . Aiisweratomy feeble;wmL - ... . Surely they have'all forgot''me 1 ' •Jlidthe wonders they ha~e found'' In thefar.enchantedmanslons; V. 1 Out of heart, and sight, and sounds . . ■ Here! sit, like' Judah’s daughters, Desolateupon'theground; >;' Strangers’ feet the stream are stemming, : - Stranger facespass me.by, uniting some, and some reluctant, All have leave toicross but 1— t, the hopeless, all bereav.ed, < - Xioathing life,! that,long to die, £• thorlveme’er so turbid, : Chill and angry, deep and drear. All my loved ones are gone over,. Vaunted not by doubt or fear) ■ . • And my spirit reaches after, - While I sit lamenting hero. ; . Happy •waters that embraced them I ~ Happier regions .hid trout sight, ' Where my k< en, far-stretching vision, Dazed and baffled, lost them quite 1 , Dread, immeasurable distance : *Twixt the darkness aud the light! And I know that never, never, Till this weak, repining breast Stills its murmurs into patieuce, . Yonder from the region blest ' Shall there break a streak of radiance. And upon the river rest. . -I shall hail the mystic token, Bright’ning all the waters o’er. Struggle through the threat'ning torrent Till.! reach the further shore, Wonder then, my blind eyes opened, That ! had not trusted more. —All the Year Bound.