VARIOUS VERSES.

Wairarapa Age, Volume XXIX, Issue 8278, 3 November 1906, Page 3

VARIOUS VERSES.

_* THE EVENING OF LIFE. '"lt ia too late! Ah! nothing ia too late Till tbo tired heart shall oeuse to palpitate. Cato learned Ureek «t eighty; Snptioclea 'Wrote his grand Oedipus and Siaonkli's Bore off tho prize uf verso from his compeers, When each had numbered more than four-scorn yetos And Theophrastiis at four-score aud ton Had but beaun hia 'Oliarnciera .of Men' :Chaucor at Woods ock with the nightingales. At sixty wrote tho 'Canterbury 'jßles.' Geothe, at Weimar, toiling to the lost, Completed 'Faust' when eighty years ware pusi". "What Ihen! Sh-all wo sit idiy down and fay The night hath come; it ia no longer day? The night has nrt yet come; wa are not quite Cut off from labour by tbo failng 1 i K u t; .Some\hibt! remains for ua to do or dure, Even tha oldest trcua some fruit may hare, For age is opportuuily no les* Than youth uself, though m aa uther dress; • And as the tvouiug twilight fades away .Tbo sky is filled with stars, invisible by day." •-Longfellow. GIRLS ON THE FARM. (Pretty and healthy ocd strong, Notleat the world ever knew, Gladnentiig the heart with a bol'k, Bidding all troubles adieu; .Smiling the weary day through, Adding each day to their charms, Tender and loving and true— Ibese are the girls of the farms. .Every day tattling wltb wrong, Every day striving Bnuw, .Helping tbo old woild along, Liviug a life that is true; • liOtely and fresh as the dew, Toiling with uncovered arms, .Smiling through all that they do— These are the girls of the 'farms. •Think of the work they ouu do, Think of their graou aud their charms, ".Think of their modesty, too! These are tha girls ot the farms. —Geo. B. Wreun. •

LAND OF FAR DISTANCES. A cottage bnmble, and low, and mean, Set bigb tne quarries and oaks between, t So* poor its plenishiogs weie, ana spare, The bouldors around scarce seemed more bars. i'et it housed in happiness uudeflled A trio of busbaud, and wife, and child. We held sweet talk of a heavenly v state (The way of the Cross they had learned of late.) Behind and around us the forest rolled, But straigut through the op;.n door, behold A view Du king would have wished to change; , Peak following peak, and ranee on range, .In blue remoteness and broad deereasa The bills swept down to, the suns.t peace. 1 tboqgbt bow the htind of the Oruuifled A lowlier doorway bad opened wide, 'Xhat through death's lintel, so mean and low, The land of far distances we mignt know. Not all at one in its vastneas ours, With nought to challenge immortal powers; Some borne of loveliness, half unveiled, Some height of knowledge as yet unsealed For ever to oar will respond, ;Witb new horizons of love beyond. —Mary Bowles Jarvis,