Part 37 (1/2)

So shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviour froreat by your example and put on The dauntless spirit of resolution

Shakespeare

MYSTERIOUS NIGHT

Mysterious Night! When our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy nalorious canopy of light and blue?

Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came, And lo! Creation widened in ht such darkness lay concealed Within thy beams, O Sun! or who could find, Whilst flow'r and leaf and insect stood revealed, That to such countlessob thou mad'st us blind!

Why do we, then, shun Death with anxious strife?

If Light can thus deceive, wherefore not Life?

Joseph Blanco White

The Future hides in it Gladness and sorrow: We press still thorow; Nought that abides in it Daunting us--Onward!

Goethe

VITA LAMPADA

(The Torch of Life)

There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night-- Ten tolight, An hour to play and the last man in

And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat, Or the selfish hope of a season's fame, But his Captain's hand on his shoulder same!”

The sand of the desert is sodden red,-- Red with the wreck of a square that broke;-- The Gatling's jaiment blind with dust and sland's far, and Honour a name, But the voice of a school-boy rallies the ranks: ”Play up! play up! and play the game!”

This is the word that year by year, While in her place the school is set, Every one of her sons et

This they all with a joyful , fling to the host behind-- ”Play up! play up! and play the game!”

Henry Newbolt

THE IRREPARABLE PAST

(”And he cometh the third time, and saith unto theh, the hour is come; behold the Son of o; lo, he that betrayeth me is at hand” Mark, XIV 41, 42)