Drury Land Lyrics and Other Poems (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1868 Excerpt: ...wert here below; "Tis now a realm of darkness, Brimful of burning woe; Brimful of burning woe, love, I cast my eyes above; And every planet shining Seems a fitting home for love. I saw Death at your side, love, With aspect fierce and wild; He takes me by the hand, love, And leads me like a child; BE88IE. 123 He takes me by the hand, love, And no convulsive start, Disturbs this shattered frame, love, Or chills this lonely heart; "vfith fingers raised to Heaven, love, He bids me think of thee, And leaves my soul a prisoned bird That panteth to be free. GATHER YE, GATHER TE. The rain would be wasted that falls on the mountains, Did Labour not delve in the valleys below; Kind heaven would be thrifty and dry up her fountains If Labour withdrew its strong arm from the plough. Gather ye, gather ye, boldest and bravest, Kush to the valley and rush to the plain; " And the earth that ye tickle shall laugh through the harvest," And quaff ye in bumpers of fast-flowing rain. Ii. When the broad-footed oxen trod Egypt's rich valleys, And Labour inscribed on each acre a prayer; Joy reigned in her courts, and mirth in her alleys, And rustling cornflags waved high in the air. But now ye may tread o'er the land that lies burning, But tread o'er it lightly, 'tis proud Egypt's grave, And behold 'mid her ruins the trace of her learning, And sigh for lost treasures that burdened the wave. GATHER IE, GATHER YE. 125 Gather ye, gather ye, boldest and bravest, Gather in earnest to labour and moil, Till the voice of the Lord shall awaken the harvest That fell fast asleep on Egypt's rich soil. Its ears have been pricked by the Lord's roaring thunder, Watch ye its rising as one who has slept; Count ye it-s green flags that wave beyond number, Behold the lost glory th...