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And, ere a pater half was said, 'mid smoke and

crackling glare, His island tower scarce juts its head above the wide

despair. Upon the peril's desperate peak his heart stood up

sublime; His first thought was for God above, his next was

for his chime; “Sing now and make your voices heard in hymns

of praise,” cried he, “ As did the Israelites of old, safe walking through

the sea !

now

"Through this red sea our God hath made the

pathway safe to shore; Our promised land stands full in sight; shout

as ne'er before !” And as the tower came crushing down, the bells,

in clear accord, Pealed forth the grand old German hymn,-“ All

good souls, praise the Lord ! ”

THE SOWER.

I saw a Sower walking slow
Across the earth, from east to west;
His hair was white as mountain snow,
His head drooped forward on his breast.
With shrivelled hands he flung his seed,
Nor ever turned to look behind ;
Of sight or sound he took no heed ;
It seemed he was both deaf and blind.

His dim face showed no soul beneath,
Yet in my heart I felt a stir,
As if I looked upon the sheath
That once had clasped Excalibur.
I heard, as still the seed he cast,
How, crooning to himself, he sung,
“I sow again the holy Past,
The happy days when I was young.
“ Then all was wheat without a tare,
Then all was righteous, fair, and true ;
And I am he whose thoughtful care
Shall plant the Old World in the New.
“ The fruitful germs I scatter free,
With busy hand, while all men sleep;
In Europe now, from sea to sea,
The nations bless me as they reap.”

Then I looked back along his path,
And heard the clash of steel on steel,
Where man faced man, in deadly wrath,
While clanged the tocsin's hurrying peal.
The sky with burning towns flared red,
Nearer the noise of fighting rolled,
And brothers' blood, by brothers shed,
Crept, curdling, over pavements cold.
Then marked I how each germ of truth
Which through the dotard's fingers ran
Was mated with a dragon's tooth
Whence there sprang up an armed man.

I shouted, but he could not hear;
Made signs, but these he could not see;
And still, without a doubt or fear,
Broadcast he scattered anarchy.

Long to

my straining ears the blast Brought faintly back the words he sung :“ I sow again the holy Past, The happy days when I was young."

HUNGER AND COLD.

Sisters two, all praise to you,
With

your faces pinched and blue ; To the poor man wou've been true

From of old : You can speak the keenest word, You are sure of being heard, From the point you're never stirred,

Hunger and Cold !
Let sleek statesmen temporize ;
Palsied are their shifts and lies
When they meet your bloodshot eyes,

Grim and bold;
Policy you set at naught,
In their traps you'll not be caught,
You're too honest to be bought,

Hunger and Cold !
Bolt and bar the palace-door;
While the mass of men are poor,
Naked truth grows more and more

Uncontrolled;
You had never yet, I guess,
Any praise for bashfulness,
You can visit sans court-dress,

Hunger and Cold !

While the music fell and rose,
And the dance reeled to its close,
Where her round of costly woes

Fashion strolled,

I beheld with shuddering fear
Wolves' eyes through the windows peer;
Little dream they you are near,

Hunger and Cold !
When the toiler's heart you clutch,
Conscience is not valued much,
He recks not a bloody smutch

On his gold:
Everything to you defers,
You are potent reasoners,
At your whisper Treason stirs,

Hunger and Cold !
Rude comparisons you draw,
Words refuse to sate your maw,
Your gaunt limbs the cobweb law

Cannot hold :
You're not clogged with foolish pride,
But can seize a right denied;
Somehow God is on your side,

Hunger and Cold !
You respect no hoary wrong
More for having triumphed long ;
Its past victims, haggard throng,

From the mould
You unbury: swords and spears
Weaker are than poor men's tears,
Weaker than your silent years,

Hunger and Cold !
Let them guard both hall and bower;
Through the window you will glower,
Patient till your reckoning hour

Shall be tolled :

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