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Taranaki Daily News, Volume LIII, Issue 214, 19 December 1910, Page 7

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VALE ET VALE. THii REV, OSBORNE: AN APPRECIATION. I 'Twas ever thus, a life of noble deeds '■And noble thoughts, finds little love in man; And so we find that oft the soul Mint bleeds For love of man men crucifv again. We cling to low delights, our paths of flowers, We dream of ihigh resolves and then pas 3 by . The men who achieve them other ways than ours; In truth were theirs whose deeds can never die.

Oh, friend, when sick I felt your gentle hand Rest-on my brow a moment, a caress Born of your loving kindness to the

banned, Born of your sympathy for sin's distress; And if the scholar made your utterance sweet, The gentleman give every act its due, Yet most I loved the man, humane, com«plete, I felt God's blessing radiate from you. 'Mid stress and storms and fierce conflicting tides, I I know you could not, if you would, repine, For oft His grac. 3 is with you; His, who guides Our faltering footsteps the hand divine; And if our way to bliss is sowed with pain, And if our sin-sealed eyes but dimly see The glorious vision, and our tears like rain Fall on the dusty path to Calvary f What then, brave heart? You never sought men's praise; Shoulder the cross once more—on, on again, Strain once more up the hillside, full of days And spent and weak, yet, friend, you shall attain The vision beatific on that shore Beside the sea of love. If it may -be That earth may hold your thought a moment more, Proffer, oh friend, a silent prayer for me. —BOZ.