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one in your name. A DEATH AT SEA. (_Coral Sea_, _Australia_.) I. Dead in the sheep-pen he lies, Wrapped in an old brown sail. The smiling blue sea and the skies Know not sorrow nor wail. Dragged up out of the hold, Dead on his last way home, Worn-out, wizened, a Chinee old,-- O he is safe--at home! Brother, I stand not as these Staring upon you here. One of earth's patient toilers at peace I see, I revere! II. In the warm cloudy night we go From the motionless ship; Our lanterns feebly glow; Our oars drop and drip. We land on the thin pale beach, The coral isle's round us; A glade of driven sand we reach; Our burial ground's found us. There we dig him a grave, jesting; We know not his name. What heeds he who is resting, resting? Would I were the same! Come away, it is over and done! Peace and he shall not sever, By moonlight nor light of the sun, For ever and ever! III. "DIRGE." "Sleep in the pure driven sand, (No one will know) In the coral isle by the land Where the blue tides come and go. "Alive, thou wert poor, despised; Dead, thou canst have What mightiest monarchs have prized, An eternal grave! "Alone with the lovely isles, With the lovely deep, Where the sea-winds sing and the sunlight smiles Thou liest asleep!" III. "AUSTRALIA: VICTORIA--NEW SOUTH WALES--QUEENSLAND." THE OUTCASTS. (_Melbourne_.) Here to the parks they come, The scourings of the town, Like weary wounded animals Seeking where to lie them down. Brothers, let us take together An easeful period. There is worse than to be as we are-- Cast out, not of men but of God! VICTORIA TO JAMES MOORHOUSE, {76} _Bishop of Melbourne_, _who left Melbourne for the Bishopric of Manchester_, 10_th_ _March_ 1886. He came, a stranger, and we gave him welcome More as loved friend than rumour's honoured guest. He spoke! Were we, then, all so slack to listen? To hail him as our wisest, noblest, best? _Why did he leave us_? He toiled! And we, we under such a leader, Forgot all other creeds, but that he taught, And proud of our clear answer to his summons, Forgot all other fights but that he f
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