rive to make their work complete
And manners more refined.
All these I love for what is past,
And still must love while life shall last;
But I do love still more
The souls who fired my mental lamp,
And on my character did stamp
Truths fraught with richest lore.
I see my aged mother there,
My father in his old arm-chair,
And fancy hears their voice;
My brother yet so full of joy,
Has passed the limits of a boy,
But still can much rejoice.
Upon the hill, the lakes between,
Are sacred mounds of living green,
Where sleep my precious dead;
A vacant spot reserved for me,
To which my heart looks longingly,
Invites my weary head.
No greater boon could I e'er ask
When I have finished earthly task,
Than quietly to rest,
Surrounded by her vales and hills,
Her laughing lakes and singing rills,
And friends that I love best.
Tho' many years now intervene,
My mind recalls each boyhood scene
Of field and wood and bridge;
These cherished memories only prove
Abiding faith and filial love
Toward restful, old Poundridge.
TIM.
We remember well when a schoolboy,
When pliant in mind and limb,
We had for a boon companion,
A bright youth whose name was Tim.
He was sturdy, strong, and honest,
In body and mind he had vim,
So we learned by intuition,
To place much reliance on Tim.
We fished and hunted together,
In summer, the lakes we would swim,
Skated their surface in winter,
With mercurial, wonderful Tim.
Our tasks at school were a union,
And when thoughts were distant or dim,
A light illumined the pages,
That seemed a reflection from Tim.
Reciprocal visits were often,
He slept with me, I slept with him,
Talked till near dawn of daylight,
With fluent and scholarly Tim.
Decades have passed since that season,
My hair is reduced to a rim,
But my heart beats as warm as ever,
For that friend of my youth, named Tim.
As years fleet away, we treasure
The power of our mind to skim
O'er the scenes of early doings,
With valiant and trustworthy Tim.
A third of a century over,
Still a friend have we now like him,
Exact in his every bearing,
And his name is--unchanged--Tim.
We wonder if in
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