. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. charterd this; where, mindful of the past,Our true co-mates regather round the mast;Of diverse tongue, but with a com-mon willHere, in this roaring moon of daffodilAnd crocus, to put forth and brave the some, descending from the sacred peakOf hoar high-templed Faith, have leagued againTheir lot with ours to rove the world about;And some are wilder comrades, sworn to seekIf any golden harbor be for menIn seas of Death and sunless gulfs of Doubt. TO THE REV. W. H. BROOKFIELD Brooks, for they calld you so that knew you best,Old Br
. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. charterd this; where, mindful of the past,Our true co-mates regather round the mast;Of diverse tongue, but with a com-mon willHere, in this roaring moon of daffodilAnd crocus, to put forth and brave the some, descending from the sacred peakOf hoar high-templed Faith, have leagued againTheir lot with ours to rove the world about;And some are wilder comrades, sworn to seekIf any golden harbor be for menIn seas of Death and sunless gulfs of Doubt. TO THE REV. W. H. BROOKFIELD Brooks, for they calld you so that knew you best,Old Brooks, who loved so well to mouth my rhymes,How oft we two have heard Saint Marys chimes!How oft the Cantab supper, host and guest,Would echo helpless laughter to your jest!How oft with him we paced that walk of limes,Him, the lost light of those dawn-golden times,Who loved you well! Inow both are gone to man of humorous melancholy mark,Dead of some inward agony — is it so?Our kindlier, trustier Jaques, past away ! 6l2 BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS. Victor Hugo I cannot laud this life, it looks so 6vap — dream of a shadow, go —God bless you! I shall join you in a day. MONTENEGRO They rose to where their sovran eaglesails, They kept their faith, their freedom,on the height, Chaste, frugal, savage, armd by dayand night Against the Turk; whose inroad no-where scales Their headlong passes, but his foot-step fails, And red with blood the Crescent reelsfrom fight Before their dauntless hundreds, inprone flight By thousands down the crags and thro5 the smallest among peoples! rough rock-throneOf Freedom ! warriors beating back the swarmOf Turkish Islam for five hundred years,Great Tsernogora ! never since thine ownBlack ridges drew the cloud and brake the stormHas breathed a race of mightier moun-taineers. TO VICTOR HUGO Victor in Drama, Victor in Romance,Cloud-weaver of phantasmal hopes and fears,French of the French, and Lord of human tears; BATTLE OF BRU
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