CHATEAUX EN ESPANGE.

Waikato Times, Volume XIX, Issue 1634, 23 December 1882, Page 1 (Supplement)

CHATEAUX EN ESPANGE.

Ufc^r-KS IJ-0 0 i«Y TRIbIRAJI. Rbuilt me a castle high up in the air, And 1 furnished it tlnuugh and through : I fill'd it with tieasuies all nch and laic, And 1 llatteied myself that when once 1 wastheie, I'd scorn what Foi tune could do. I made me a g.uden, full of choicest of iloweis, That I'd guthcr'd tluough many a jcai, And 1 thought how pleasant would pass the hours, That I hoped soon to spend in those sweet-scented bowei », Unmolested by sonow oi feai. My heiut was bia\e, and with hope well tilled, And mj future seemed pacing ian ; In tlie sweet calm ot lo\e, .ill yoiuli's passions wcie stilled, With thoughts of gi eat deeds my soul was thnlled, Foi mj castle was built m the air. "il<"oi inoitals less bless'd, 1 could feel some pain, \Aiid some pit} 1 had to bestow ; Nor stopp'd l theie, loi none m their ti.un, Having asked alms once, had to ask again Fill such kindness as i could show . I was happy then, foi my life was sweet, Ne'eithckss I was anxious to know, Why midst ciowds of men, wlio with tneless feet, Fiom mom till e\e passed me by on the stieet, So many seemed Ijowed with woe. With Insticless ejes, and dioopmg mien, Thi) linn ltd oi slouched along, Each suggesting a tale ot what might have been, Could they thai inline at least h.i\<^ ioiesecn, Beioie ihe) liad joined that tlnong. Peiehanee thej too had had di earns of bliss, Had bmldeci theu castles m an , What tlien m then In cs had gone so amiss, AMiat nustoi tunes leplaecd tlun hopis with tins Lite of sullen and blank despau. 'Twas sad to think ol the it aiiul blight, Fiom the hand ol iate that was theie — The dibinal pall tli.it shut out then light, And lobbed each one ot Ins once clu-iislied light To think all is good that is i in. Tho' 1 sonowed foi otheis, no gnet of m\ own Had tlien any place in ni) biuast; I w.is s\ue, liowe li misloi tunes might liown On tlie lnes ot those who weie thus cist ilown, Fiom hei wiles i was said) at lest Vain thought! Yam moital to think such a thought 1 Foi thcie soon tame a time, ah me ! When the aeual castle with such happiness li aught, To a hopeless mass oi mm was biougbt, Like liail ciait in a stoini) sui. No longei might 1, midst sweet-seentcd iloweis Pilose eolouis and loims weie so late, Kejoice in the cliaims oi those he.n'nl) boweis, Wlitiem i was lain to spend sunny liouis, ■Because- 'tweie such bliss to be tlieie. 1 need not till why, oi bj whom, wi ie o'eithiown, This gaidui ana ' castle in Spam," The> wuc poised on hope — anil whin hope had ilown, The onl) loundation the) cmi had Known, Tht) \ .unshed with all then Hani. Ycais have lied li),and 1 look b.uK now, To tlie d.i)» oi mj ljlissful dicain ; Those jiais ha\e been h\ed, J scane (an tell how, But they tell of man) a bio Ken vow, Foi ni) couise h.is been " 'gainst the stieam They aie lighted with none ol those msiohs oi hope, With winch eaihei )eais weie so luiglit; Tluougli gloom) d.uk patlis, ni) wa) i now gioiie, All cheeiless, and lay less, and powciless to cope With the specties that haunt m) night. Foi )tais hene " tlie watcis gone o\ei in) soul,' And 1 dwell m the gia\e oi wit( Ks , Fai ilio\e on the suilace the iieice wines ma) roll, Ann m ile then wild will fiom equatoi to pole, But ni) life can the) no longei \e\ Oblnion sweet is a letuge foi me — Iwas tued and languished loi lest My hopes aie all lied, liom ambitious I'm fiee, I am east down, and witheicd, and dead like a tiee, That is doomed to feed hies unblest Fiom out of the deep, foi the last tune of all — List ! oil )ouths and maidens fan — With the \oiee ol legut, in sadness I call, And wain )ou to e\ei bewaie ol the tin all, (The hopeless wieck that may come horn tho fall) Oi tlie castles )ou build m the an.