Nameless

Horowhenua Chronicle, 28 September 1915, Page 2

Nameless

J 11c UOCU wiat mtii aic uoiu .1 u UiL'iiai 01, uule UJ oUia'j ne uiu — , JLJieii, ooiuy uaitio-H ui n, jjiuii mui u smiling lace. ixe woiiiu nut uai'e iiie> heart. iiit> mirth Lit ouieio lroin his eyes. fhe iptips upon lus lips were worth All tne tooiomnilies. They who admired thai deed are dead, \\ lule men of words abound— The men who never "did" but "t>aid," Men honoured and renowned. Yes, they who marked the deed are dead. None celebrate his name. Only beloved ones bow their head And find in Heaven hit> fame. —Walter Sichel. * * * * * BONNJE BESSIE LOGAN 1 . O bonnie Bessie Logan is dainty, young and fair; The very wind that's blavvin', It lingers in her hair, Sae litchtsome in her footstep As she comes o'er tho lea; But bonnie Bessie Logan is owre young for mo. 0 bonnie Bessie Logan. The lads are at the stile. Or half-way up tho loanin, To catch your winsome tsmile, 1 fain wad be among them, If sic a thing could bo, But bonnie Bessie Logan Is owre young for me. O. bonnie Bessie Logan. I saw you late yestreen ; A rose was in your bosom, And love was in your een. f doot the lad that pu'd it fs sure to win his plea, For Bonnie Befisie Logan fs owre young for me. —Eroin the Later Poems of Alexander Anderson ("Surfaceman")