THE HAPPIEST TIME.
Yes, that was the time—the happiest time—
When I went to the woods in their May-day prime."
And the Old Man breathed with a longer sigh;
And the lid fell closer over his eye.
When I went to the woods in their May-day prime."
And the Old Man breathed with a longer sigh;
And the lid fell closer over his eye.
Oh! who would have thought this hard, Old Man
Had room in his heart for such rainbow span?
Who would have deem'd that wild, copse flowers
Were tenderly haunting his latest hours?
But what did the Old Man's spirit tell,
In confessing it loved the woods so well?
What do we learn from the Old Man's sigh,
But that Nature and Poetry cannot die!
Had room in his heart for such rainbow span?
Who would have deem'd that wild, copse flowers
Were tenderly haunting his latest hours?
But what did the Old Man's spirit tell,
In confessing it loved the woods so well?
What do we learn from the Old Man's sigh,
But that Nature and Poetry cannot die!
THE FIREMEN OF THE LAND.
England, thou art justly proud
Of thy men so tried and brave;
Well thy voice may boast aloud
Of our Boatmen on the wave.
Gallant fellows! well they grace
British song and Hero story;
They will take a foremost place
When Valour counts her troops of glory.
But our cities long have shown
Those that match the Sailor band;
Courage nobly claims her own
In the Firemen of the Land.
Give them Honour, give them Fame,
A Health to hands that fight the Flame.
Of thy men so tried and brave;
Well thy voice may boast aloud
Of our Boatmen on the wave.
Gallant fellows! well they grace
British song and Hero story;
They will take a foremost place
When Valour counts her troops of glory.
But our cities long have shown
Those that match the Sailor band;
Courage nobly claims her own
In the Firemen of the Land.
Give them Honour, give them Fame,
A Health to hands that fight the Flame.
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