Poetry.

Waikato Times, Volume XXXII, Issue 2593, 23 February 1889, Page 1 (Supplement)

Poetry.

" POVERI! POYEEIS ! " "fkeh my shkei , ." Cnmo, let us ponder ; it is fit— Burn of the poor, burn to the poor, The poor of purse, the poor of wit, "Were first to iind God's opened doorWere first to climb tho ladder round by round That fell from heaven's door unto the ground. God's poor came first, the very first ! God's poor were first to see, to hear, To feel the light of heaven burst I'ull on their faces. Far or near, His poor were tirst to follow, first to fall ! What if at last his poor stand first of all ! —Joaquin Miu.kk, in Nineteenth Century. AMONG THE HILLS AT NEWRY. The purple shadowed hills all glorious stand, Steeped in the mists of autumn, and the trees Appear as wrapt in slumber, not a Icn.f Stirs in the twilight, moved by passing breeze. In the dim distance, 'neath the crimson glow, Where sank the sun to rest an hour figone, The winding rh-er, tinged with orange dyes, Heflecta the golden gleaming, then is pale anon. The crescent moon has risen, her pale light Shows still the reapers harvesting their sheaves; And, as in olden days, the Angelus Kings out its call to prayer, no soul it leaves. "Tis vesper time," in solemn tone it saith, " Down on thy knees, proud man, and see then pray At morn, and noontide, and at dewy eve ; Give thanks to God, and worship Him alwa-y." The boll hath ceased to toll, and through the vale Comes up from busy homes, not far away, Whore myriad lights shine out like glowworms near. The hum of many voices grave and gay. The sapphire-tinted sky has changed its hue, The topaz turned to clearest chrysolite; And then the solemn, sober silence comes, A sky intensely blue, a gem-set night. I saunter home through groves of asli and elm ; Beneath the radiance of the harvest moon ; Exchange a friendly greeting as I pass : When will our last Good-night ! be said ? Full soon. —Emra Holmes, F.R-.H.S. Ann Vale, Newry, September, 1888. Note.—Newry lies at the foot of a great hill nearly 1,000 feet high. Carliugford Mountain near, rising above Carlingford Lough, visible from the town, is nearly 2,000 feet, and tho Monrne Mountains, seen from the hills around Newry, are. between two anil three thousand font high. The neighbourhood of Newry is extremely lovely, mid well winded, and tho ash tree grows here to a height of 100 feet. The river empties itself into Cirlinttford L u:gh, which is as beautiful as any bit of lMime scenery. The Angelas every morning and evening from tho tower of the noble Dominican Church, and the ltornin Catholic Cathedral.