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Poetry.
Poetry .
THE FIRST ROSE OF SUMMER , UY W . MARTIN , P . M . AND P . G . S . B . How I love to see sweetly the rose coming forth , — 'Tis the pride of our land from the south to the north ; "Tis the bonnie , bonnie flower , with fragrance so sweet ,
That days seem but hours when I dwell at its feet . Oh ! the first rose of summer I—how gladly I feel When I welcome thee as a new comer to steal My miud away from the base things of this earth . Anil to guide me well on unto something of worth . Oh ! give me the first bursting bud thou cans ' t spars .
And give me the sweets thou transferrest to air , And my song shall go on iu the height of my glee , AVhilc the first rose of summer brings gladness to ma . How I love to look on thee , when red or when white , The hue of thy check is a beautiful sight ; The first rose of summer must ever give me
A joy when the dews are falling on thee . I like the soft dews of the morning so bright , AAliich visits the rose in the calm , silent night ; I love thee , sweet rose , wherever thou be , For thy presence is ever a pleasure to me . Then bloom on in beauty ; though white or though r _ "J ,
The rose of my country shall never bo shed , While I have an arm to keep the foe down , I shall fight for my Queen , my country , and crown . The Queen is a rose—aye , the first in the land , And her virtues and glory for ever shall stand ; May her subjects keep loyal wherever she goes , And sing out a welcome to summer ' s first rose . Great Ayton .
SPRING IS COMING . BY BEO . MATTHEW W-. KDHAlJC . IT . Spring is coming , verdant robed , Peeping through young mellow buds , And she ' s singing on her road
Songs of rivers and wild birds : AA'aldng scents and echoes ringing Chorus her fresh mirthful singing . Poov lorn flowerets rear thoir heads From winter ' s dull grey gloom , And seem , amid their dew-gemmed bed :..,
Like spirits in a tomb ; Hut spring is coming—smiling ; - [ ueeii , To dress them in her dappled sheen . Nov ,- breezes woo the meadows fair , And fitful sunbeams gay Scatter their colours here and there .
Upon the wanderer ' s way , Inspiring thoughts which , taking wing , Like birds enjoy the coming spring . Enchanting love , with dimpled smile , Doth welcome spring in bliss , And pouts his coral lips the while ,
To greet her with a kiss ; For through her glfi-ting , glancing eye-., . S \ vc __ nuptial pV _ as-. -,- . ' 3 s '_ - ¦ _ descries .
Poetry.
Sad wrinkled care doth smooth his brow , Aud raise his wither'd hands , As if sharp sorrows felt but now Were buried in life ' s sands ; And smiles do o ' er his features gleam At sight of spring , sweet balmy queen . Ay ; spring is coming , crown'd with buds ,
Bearing flowers in her hands From river-banks and vocal woods , From hills and dales and sunny lands . Oh ! may her mission bless this earth And fill our hearts ivith holy mirth .
THE POOR BLIND GIRL . A poor girl came to my cottage door , So lonely , and ragged , and blind ; Despair was upon her , and more—She prayed for some heart to be kind . The orphan craved for a kindly heart
To soothe liev sorrows tend woe ; Her ' s was a sad , yet truthful part , No acting was there to show . She could not act while those sightless eyes AVere sunken so deep in her head , No more t « her were the beauteous skies Than thc sun to the buried dead .
She asked for a morsel—a crust of bread , Which eating , she could not see ; And the tears ran down , as she thankfully said , " God ' s blessing rest on thee !" The tears ran down her soft , pale face , Vet a smile upon ft
played—A smile which beamed so full of grace , From that sightless orphan maid . Give her a hand—a helping hand , To cheer her gloomy way , And teach her of that happy land Where all is endless day ; Where the sun of lory shineth forth
g , And blindness ne ' er is known ; AVhere all shall know immortal birth , In that Seraphic home . Thou smile upon the poor blind girl , To want and anguish driven ; She hath a claim , by doing well , To meet the good In Heaven .
To meet amid the truly blest , Beyond the a' / . ure skies , Dwelling beside her God at rest , AA'here beauty never dies . AA ' . MAETIX , P . M . and P . G . S . B .
The Week.
THE WEEK .
THE COURT . —On Friday the ISth inst ., His Royal Highness the Prince Consort visited the Royal Military Hospital , at Netley . On Tuesday the Queen ancl Prince Consort , accompanied by Princess Alice and Princess Beatrice , drove out in an open carriage at Osborne , Her Majesty having hitherto observed the strictest retirement since her mother ' s death . IMPERIAL PARLIAMENT . —In the House of Lords , on Thursday ,
the 19 th inst ., in reply to the Earl of Shaftesbury , Lord AA odehouse said that no'further correspondence had taken place on the subject of the treatment of Captain Macdonald by the Prussian authorities at Bonn , beyond that when , had already been laid on the table . Lord Lyttleton moved that the subdivision of Dioceses Bill be referred to a select committee , which , after some desultory discussion the motion was agreed to . On Friday , in reply to the Vrxvl of Ellenborough , Lord AA oodhouse expressed his
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
Poetry .
THE FIRST ROSE OF SUMMER , UY W . MARTIN , P . M . AND P . G . S . B . How I love to see sweetly the rose coming forth , — 'Tis the pride of our land from the south to the north ; "Tis the bonnie , bonnie flower , with fragrance so sweet ,
That days seem but hours when I dwell at its feet . Oh ! the first rose of summer I—how gladly I feel When I welcome thee as a new comer to steal My miud away from the base things of this earth . Anil to guide me well on unto something of worth . Oh ! give me the first bursting bud thou cans ' t spars .
And give me the sweets thou transferrest to air , And my song shall go on iu the height of my glee , AVhilc the first rose of summer brings gladness to ma . How I love to look on thee , when red or when white , The hue of thy check is a beautiful sight ; The first rose of summer must ever give me
A joy when the dews are falling on thee . I like the soft dews of the morning so bright , AAliich visits the rose in the calm , silent night ; I love thee , sweet rose , wherever thou be , For thy presence is ever a pleasure to me . Then bloom on in beauty ; though white or though r _ "J ,
The rose of my country shall never bo shed , While I have an arm to keep the foe down , I shall fight for my Queen , my country , and crown . The Queen is a rose—aye , the first in the land , And her virtues and glory for ever shall stand ; May her subjects keep loyal wherever she goes , And sing out a welcome to summer ' s first rose . Great Ayton .
SPRING IS COMING . BY BEO . MATTHEW W-. KDHAlJC . IT . Spring is coming , verdant robed , Peeping through young mellow buds , And she ' s singing on her road
Songs of rivers and wild birds : AA'aldng scents and echoes ringing Chorus her fresh mirthful singing . Poov lorn flowerets rear thoir heads From winter ' s dull grey gloom , And seem , amid their dew-gemmed bed :..,
Like spirits in a tomb ; Hut spring is coming—smiling ; - [ ueeii , To dress them in her dappled sheen . Nov ,- breezes woo the meadows fair , And fitful sunbeams gay Scatter their colours here and there .
Upon the wanderer ' s way , Inspiring thoughts which , taking wing , Like birds enjoy the coming spring . Enchanting love , with dimpled smile , Doth welcome spring in bliss , And pouts his coral lips the while ,
To greet her with a kiss ; For through her glfi-ting , glancing eye-., . S \ vc __ nuptial pV _ as-. -,- . ' 3 s '_ - ¦ _ descries .
Poetry.
Sad wrinkled care doth smooth his brow , Aud raise his wither'd hands , As if sharp sorrows felt but now Were buried in life ' s sands ; And smiles do o ' er his features gleam At sight of spring , sweet balmy queen . Ay ; spring is coming , crown'd with buds ,
Bearing flowers in her hands From river-banks and vocal woods , From hills and dales and sunny lands . Oh ! may her mission bless this earth And fill our hearts ivith holy mirth .
THE POOR BLIND GIRL . A poor girl came to my cottage door , So lonely , and ragged , and blind ; Despair was upon her , and more—She prayed for some heart to be kind . The orphan craved for a kindly heart
To soothe liev sorrows tend woe ; Her ' s was a sad , yet truthful part , No acting was there to show . She could not act while those sightless eyes AVere sunken so deep in her head , No more t « her were the beauteous skies Than thc sun to the buried dead .
She asked for a morsel—a crust of bread , Which eating , she could not see ; And the tears ran down , as she thankfully said , " God ' s blessing rest on thee !" The tears ran down her soft , pale face , Vet a smile upon ft
played—A smile which beamed so full of grace , From that sightless orphan maid . Give her a hand—a helping hand , To cheer her gloomy way , And teach her of that happy land Where all is endless day ; Where the sun of lory shineth forth
g , And blindness ne ' er is known ; AVhere all shall know immortal birth , In that Seraphic home . Thou smile upon the poor blind girl , To want and anguish driven ; She hath a claim , by doing well , To meet the good In Heaven .
To meet amid the truly blest , Beyond the a' / . ure skies , Dwelling beside her God at rest , AA'here beauty never dies . AA ' . MAETIX , P . M . and P . G . S . B .
The Week.
THE WEEK .
THE COURT . —On Friday the ISth inst ., His Royal Highness the Prince Consort visited the Royal Military Hospital , at Netley . On Tuesday the Queen ancl Prince Consort , accompanied by Princess Alice and Princess Beatrice , drove out in an open carriage at Osborne , Her Majesty having hitherto observed the strictest retirement since her mother ' s death . IMPERIAL PARLIAMENT . —In the House of Lords , on Thursday ,
the 19 th inst ., in reply to the Earl of Shaftesbury , Lord AA odehouse said that no'further correspondence had taken place on the subject of the treatment of Captain Macdonald by the Prussian authorities at Bonn , beyond that when , had already been laid on the table . Lord Lyttleton moved that the subdivision of Dioceses Bill be referred to a select committee , which , after some desultory discussion the motion was agreed to . On Friday , in reply to the Vrxvl of Ellenborough , Lord AA oodhouse expressed his