THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE. As his corpse to the rampart we hurried; No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; Few and short were the prayers we said, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, When the clock struck the hour for retiring; Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stoneBut we left him alone with his glory. Charles Wolfe: 1791-1823. Wolfe was an Irish clergyman, curate, in 1817, of Ballyclog, Tyrone, and afterwards of Donoughmore. He died young, of consumption. But his memory will be kept alive by this grand poem, though he wrote little else that is noteworthy, his days being spent in earnest devotion to his ministerial duties. HUMOROUS POEMS. THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL. THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter 'Little prig ;' 'You are doubtless very big, But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together To make up a year, And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace If I'm not so large as you, I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track. Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; Ralph Waldo Emerson: born, 1803. An American philosopher and essayist, who has also pubished two or three volumes of verse. He is known as a deep and very original thinker, and has also acquired fame as a public lecturer. Orations and Representative Men are perhaps the most widely-read of his works. FALSE FRIENDS-LIKE. WHEN I was still a boy and mother's pride, To what he had a-working in his mind-like, And coming to a puddle, pretty wide, He tipp'd me in, a-grinning back behind-like. I can't help thinking of the big boy's trick-like, William Barnes. (See page 114.) THE ELEPHANT.1 IT was six men of Indostan, Might satisfy his mind. The first approach'd the Elephant, Against his broad and sturdy side, "Bless me! it seems the Elephant The second, feeling of the tusk, Cried "Ho! what have we here So very round and smooth and sharp? To me 'tis mighty clear, This wonder of an Elephant Is very like a spear!" 1 Illustrates the humour of diverting incident, and teaches a lesson similar to that conveyed by James Merrick's well-known poem of The Chameleon, viz., 'Think others see as well as you, Nor wonder if you find that none The third approach'd the animal, The squirming1 trunk within his hands, "I see "-quoth he-"the Elephant The fourth reach'd out his eager hand, "What most this wondrous beast is like Is very like a tree !" The fifth, who chanc'd to touch the ear, Can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an Elephant Is very like a fan!" The sixth no sooner had begun And so these men of Indostan Exceeding stiff and strong, Though each was partly in the right, Moral. So, oft in theologic wars Of what each other mean; And rate about an Elephant Not one of them has seen! John Godfrey Saxe: born, 1816. An American author and public lecturer, who adopted literature as a profession on his retirement from the bar, after some years' practice as a lawyer. 1 squirming-writhing like a worm. OLD GRIMES.1 OLD GRIMES is dead! that good old man He used to wear a long black coat, He lived at peace with all mankind, Kind words he ever had for all, His eyes were dark and rather small, He modest merit sought to find, And pay it its desert; He had no malice in his mind, His worldly goods he never threw Thus undisturb'd by anxious cares, And everybody said he was A fine old gentleman. Albert Gorton Greene: 1802-1868. An American lawyer and poet. The author of many able and popular ballads, of which the most famous is The Baron's Lasi Banquet. Greene was clerk of the municipal court of Providence, and judge of probate. 1 Herein the humour arises from incongruity, the indiscriminate mingling together of moral virtues and personal peculiarities. |