GRIM DEATH ON THE WHITE HORSE

Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 173, 9 October 1886, Page 1

GRIM DEATH ON THE WHITE HORSE

listen ! I am Grim Death on the White Horse, I wu sent with the race of man; I follow it still in every clime, A* 1 have since tbe world began. In Bight of the garden called Paradise, I slew these creatures of pride— And I followed Cain to the Land of Nod, Slaying both him and his bride! I ride them down I ride them down Annies before me have melted away, Since the time of Adam till now; I rode the Philistines down, and the Jews Escaped not my sword and plough. The Assyrian hoaia I swept from the earth, The Norsemen I soatteredjlike dost; The Vikings I tent to a watery grave, For to ride them all down. I must! I ride them down! I ride them down The Roman Pntrician-1 rode him down! The old man grey—the fair young bride— Plebeian-like, they rn->de but clay. In ppiteof iheirpower and pride! Barbarian homes 1 trampled upon — Like Bnowflakes thoy melted away— Ann the princes rich of the Orient Still teil of my terrible away! I ride them down! I ride them down! When Tyrant N»-ro his violin wild *Mid burning Borne nendishly played To his satamc dance my white horae pranced And Blew him in purple arrayed! The crescent and cross have both felt my long sword, Cceur de Lion and Saladin proud, And to Spaniard and Mo ir, impartially just, I f nrnishea a grave and a shroud! I ride them down! I ride them down! Bloody Robespierre et al, I used to destroy Aristocraie proad of their dust— And Russian and Turk. Pasha and the Czar I cut off mid triumph and lust. .Napoleon— Webington —r>otb were nay tools, The cholera ar-d plague my w» rm friends, For I was the Captain above them all— And I laughed as I reached ir.y ends! I ride them down! I ride them down! liOok at their mother! the cradle above, Her eyes lit up with love's fire I She dreams of a futuie brilliant and grand For *ne babe if her heart's desire ! She thinks I cm million* 01 wiles away Istand at her i-lbow, unseen— And I'll mow him down, tho' her heart may bleed; Yes, before she has time to wean! I ride them down! x ride them down! Ah! blushing bride with your fair young face, Your dream of raptures to be — But I'll sleep with you on your bridal couchNot th 3 bridegroom, ha! ha! but me! Aye— r«-vt-i. young man, and spend your ttrength: You too. think I'm far away — But I'll reaoh your nine with dreadful stride Ere the dawn of anoiher day! 1: Ide them down! I ride them down! Scheme, statesmen and lawyers, buildyourfine rlnns. Kphemeral creatures of clay! Build yoi'r Babel towers toward sunlit akies; Your aT t hills I'll soon Bw<-ep away ! Mix hatred and love, ltius-hter and tears, la pat&ian nnrt f lly ye slaves, But grim detth commands from his great white hora». " Sink down! down! into your graves!" 1 ride them down! COBNELIUS MACBRIDE.