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WHY, let them rail! God's full anointed

ones

Have heard the world exclaim, "We know you not!"

They who by their soul's travailing have brought

U's nearer to the wonder of the suns.
Yet, who can stay the passage of the stars?
Who can prevail against the thunder-
sound?

The wire that flashes lightning to the ground
Diverts, but not its potency debars.

So, men may strike quick stabs at Cæsar's worth,

They only make his life an endless force, 'Scaped from its penthouse, flashing through the earth,

And whelming those who railed about his

corse.

Men's moods disturb not those born truly great:

They know their end; they can afford to wait.

WHEN you and I have played the little hour,

Have seen the tai subaltern Life to Death

Yield up his sword; and, smiling, draw the breath,

The first long breath of freedom; when the flower

Of Recompense hath fluttered to our feet,

As to an actor's ; and the curtain down,
We turn to face each other all alone
Alone, we two, who never yet did meet,
Alone, and absolute, and free : oh, then,
Oh, then, most dear, how shall be told the
tale?

Clasped hands, pressed lips, and so clasped hands again;

No words. But as the proud wind fills the sail,

My love to yours shall reach, then one deep moan

Of joy; and then our infinite Alone.

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Fields abloom on the farther side
With purpling clover lying wide,

Saw you there as you circled by,
Vale-environed a cottage lie -

Girt about with emerald bands,
Nestling down in its meadow lands?

Saw you this on your thieving raids?
Speak-you rascally renegades.

Thieved you also away from me
Olden scenes that I long to see?

If O crows! you have flown since mor
Over the place where I was born,

Forget, will I, how black you were
Since dawn, in feather and character;

Absolve, will I, your vagrant band,
Ere you enter your slumber-land.

Arthur Weir

The winds blow keenly, the moon is bright,
The sparkling snow lies firm and white;
Tie on the shoes, no time to lose,
We must be over the hill to-night.

Hilloo, hilloo, hilloo, hilloo!
Swiftly in single file we go,
The city is soon left far below,

Its countless lights like diamonds glow;
And as we climb we hear the chime
Of church bells stealing o'er the

snow.

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The chimney fire is blazing high, And, richly stored, the festive board Awaits the merry company.

Remove the fragments of the feast!
The steaming coffee, waiter, bring
Now tell the tale, the chorus sing,
And let the laughter loudly ring;
Here's to our host, drink down the toast,
Then up! for time is on the wing.

Hilloo, hilloo, hilloo, hilloo!
The moon is sinking out of sight,
Across the sky dark clouds take flight,
And dimly looms the mountain height;
Tie on the shoes, no time to lose,
We must be home again to-night.

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