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... Iron Works. As a literary man his name stands high amongst the Welsh Bards, by haying ccftnposed several sublime pieces of poetry, which have appeared at intervals in our Welsh period- icals, particularly the Haul and Seren Gomer While he breathed the ...
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... THE POPE AND POETRY. In spite of his 82 years, and his serious occupa- payotin. the Pope still writes poetry. His last effort in this line was a Latin hymn which was composed by Maestro Mustafa, and sung in the Sixtine Chapel last Thursday. ...
... POETRY IN HYMNS. A correspondence has taken place between Mr Gladstone and the author of The Laird and His Friends in regard to religious poetry, the latter expressing the view that leading English hymn. writers have not had sufficient literary recogni- ...
... POETRY. SUMMER FLOWERS. Welcome summer, once more coming, Dancing with thy floral train,— Sprightly insects, joyous humming, Join the free birds' tuneful strain Fund thoughts wake of rural pleasures, Happy childhood's golden hours, Earth bespread with ...
... POETRY. 'TIS NEVER TOO LATE TO AMEND!' Tis never too late to amend, Though ever Se) old we be This axiom I mean to defend, That all may its truthfulness see. Tis never too late to amend, The slothful might diligent be; For negligence cliietly doth tend ...
... POETRY. LOOK UP! (BT JOJIN CEITC FILKT TRUCE.) L->ok up! cried the seaman, with nerves like steel, As skyward his glance he cast, And beheld his own son grow giddy, and reel On the point of the tapering mast. Look tip andthebo!d))oy)iftedhisfnce, And ...
... POETRY COME TO THE WOODS. Come to the woods with me- Where nature reigns so blithe and free, Where bounds the deer, where leaps the bare, In liberty and gladness there: Beneath the broad oak's shady bowers We'll gather sweets from budding flowers; Telling ...
... POETRY. THE TIME TO REMEMBER THE POOR. Tis a cold winter's night, but the fire blazes bright, And the hearts of our good company Are lightsome and gay, Old King Care is away, And we trust he long absent will be. The North wind howls without; push the ...