The century illustrated monthly magazine . I VEX ME NOT WITH BROODING ON THE YEARS. I VEX me not with brooding on the yearsThat were ere I drew breath: why should I then Distrust the darkness that may fall again When life is done ? Perchance in other spheres—Dead planets — I once tasted mortal tears, And walked as now among a throng of men, Pondering things that lay beyond my ken, Questioning death, and solacing my knows ? Ofttimes strange sense have I of this, Vague memories that hold me with a spell, Touches of unseen lips upon my brow,Breathing some incommunicable bliss ! In years
The century illustrated monthly magazine . I VEX ME NOT WITH BROODING ON THE YEARS. I VEX me not with brooding on the yearsThat were ere I drew breath: why should I then Distrust the darkness that may fall again When life is done ? Perchance in other spheres—Dead planets — I once tasted mortal tears, And walked as now among a throng of men, Pondering things that lay beyond my ken, Questioning death, and solacing my knows ? Ofttimes strange sense have I of this, Vague memories that hold me with a spell, Touches of unseen lips upon my brow,Breathing some incommunicable bliss ! In years foregone, O Soul, was all not well ? Still lovelier life awaits thee. Fear not thou! Thomas Bailey A Id rich. THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JOSEPH AUSTRALIA. Nthe i oth of September, 1861,I sailed from San Franciscoin the fine ship Ninirod,bound for Port Phillip andthe harbor of Sydney. I hadonly my son, my agent, andmy agents mother with were two or three other passengers besidesourselves, one of whom I must make specialmention of: he was a Catholic priest, a cheer-ful, pleasant man, named Father OGrady. From California to Australia is what thesailors call a fair-weather passage, most of itbeing made through the trade-winds. Ourpresent voyage was what might be called apleasant, uneventful trip of sixty-four passed most of the time in reading, sketch-ing, and trying to divert Father OGrady fromcelibacy; I told him he was altogether toogood a fellow for a single man, and assured himthat he would never know what true happi-ness was till he got a wife by his side and hadhalf a dozen children on his knee. Our theo-logical arguments on the quarter-deck were asource of great amusement to ourselves andthe passengers. OG
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