Original Poetry. WALMER CASTLE.

New Zealand Spectator and Cook's Strait Guardian, Volume IX, Issue 826, 2 July 1853, Page 3

Original Poetry. WALMER CASTLE.

Wb looked on Walmer'« battlements; we saw the sombre pile „?,- Where in dark and silent slumber lay the Hero of the Isle; * There Death had veiled the eagle front, and closed the piercing eye - ' So watchful through the storm and calm of England's destiny ! ' " -••■-, There lay 6ur greatest m«n untojjched by wounding word of blame — The victor pure and spotless front the- crimson field of fame ; -, The Giant of the Age, who ever btjwed in meekest awe To all the ceaseless serritude of Duty-s righteous law. . There lay the aged Statesman — strong in shining arms of Truth — l "• .. « j • > Safe through the strife of parties as through battles of his youth ; "* =* He who,- 'mid the wildest warfare heard his own untroubled soul •. ' ; Preathc the boMnessof Tceen judgment, and the peace' of self-control. • ' *''"** ' ' * . Then, sea-like, on our spirit burst the universal grief — The world's one voice lamenting o'er the one unrivalled chief; - A solemn sorrow flowing, in its tranquil depth sublime, To blend with Walmer's beating waves through all the years of Time. - _; And have we lost our strength of heart and purity of will ? No ! — there are spells which call the dead to serve the living still : I Unhallowed power by Wellingtomnay still be brought to shame, -\ And the wrong and false be tmitten with the weapon of a name. J~ ■sv O, England! watching Walmer with thy fixed and weeping eyes, , yt The volume of a mighty life before thee open lies : t Read out its glorious lessons till they float across the wave To her so stiangely doomed to be V new Napoleon's slave. '"*'- " ' Prove from it that the Hero, on the pillar of thy fame, Represents the steadfast virtues wft'would best delight to claim ; v That a type of moral greatness onthat height shall ever stand, Lifting up to lofty thoughts the best ambition of the land. Search through its wrondrous .pages; seek the .-.holiest, wisdom there ; , For the worshipped of the nations was the humble man of prayer ; Tell of the laurelled temples that may win a blameless crown , t ■ Where' Heaven shuts out the dying y^ice of this world'i . vain renown. M.F. C. Gosmore, Herts, ».-:."' September, 1852. ,- \tf '