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"All the seasons must come and go Over the hill with footsteps slow,Autumn and winter, summer and spring;

Oh, for a bridge of gold to fling
Over the chasm deep and wide,
That I might cross to the other side,
Where she is waiting, my love, my
bride!"

"Ten years may be long," he said,
Slow raising his stately head,
But there's much to win, there is
much to lose;

A man must labor, a man must choose,

And he must be strong to wait! The years may be long, but who would wear

The crown of honor, must do and dare!

No time has he to toy with fate Who would climb to manhood's high estate!"

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JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.

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Each gallant arm that strikes below
That lovely messenger of death.

Flag of the seas! on ocean wave
Thy stars shall glitter o'er the brave;
When death, careering on the gale,
Sweeps darkly round the bellied
sail,

And frighted waves rush wildly back
Before the broad-side's reeling rack,
Each dying wanderer of the sea
Shall look at once to heaven and
thee,

And smile to see thy splendors fly
In triumph o'er his closing eye.

Flag of the free heart's hope and home,

By angel hands to valor given; Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in

heaven.

For ever float that standard sheet!

Where breathes the foe but falls

before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet,

And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us?

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I KNOW that all beneath the moon decays;

And what by mortals in this world is brought,

WHAT WE TOIL FOR.

Or mortal glory O soon darkened ray!

O

In time's great periods shall return | O to nought;

That fairest states have fatal nights and days.

I know that all the Muses' heavenly lays,

With toil of sprite which are so dearly bought,

As idle sounds, of few or none are sought;

That there is nothing lighter than vain praise.

I know frail beauty's like the purple flower

To which one morn oft birth and death affords;

That love a jarring is of mind's accords,

Where sense and will bring under reason's power:

winged joys of man, more swift than wind!

fond desires, which in our fancies stray!

O traitorous hopes, which do our judgments blind!

Lo, in a flash that light is gone away Which dazzle did each eye, delight each mind,

And, with that sun from whence it came combined,

Now makes more radiant Heaven's eternal day.

Let Beauty now bedew her cheeks

with tears;

Let widowed Music only roar and groan;

Poor Virtue, get thee wings and mount the spheres,

For dwelling-place on earth for thee is none!

Death hath thy temple razed, Love's empire foiled,

Know what I list, this all cannot me
move,
[love.
But that, alas! I both must write and

The

world of honor, worth, and sweetness spoiled.

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