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THE AVATAR OF PEACE. 
 
 **The brazen throat of War bad ceased to roar,** 
 A-tid the armed times had vanished to the past. 
 I'he wolves of War had vanished, looking back 
 Over their shoulders with fierce hungry eyes, 
 War with his high-waved hand had bade farewell 
 And in departing had saluted Peace . 
 And the thin heaven, like a deep, cold sea 
 Had closed above him where had sunk his steps. 
 Then mighty Peace succeeded to his xilace, 
 A mighty monarch, thronged with ministrants. 
 And clothed with beauty high as with a robe, 
 Cinctured with power, clothed with si)lendid state, 
 And wearing proudly a bright- jewelled crown. 
 
 Peace made her reign, eternal and uptook 
 A sceptre sapient which must dure for aye. 
 She entered by vast doors, whose lintel high 
 Seemed even among the stars of radiant light. 
 Among the heights, the hills, the mountains gray, 
 Among the lofty slopes, 'mong valleys green. 
 Among the sea- like plains and lands far-spread, 
 She took hei* seat, and made those lands her own. 
 A mighty, thrilling presence, that of peace — 
 A vast pervading presence, full of power, 
 
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 THE AVATAR OF PEACK. 
 
 A warder of the morning and the nig-ht, 
 A close companion of maYi'e various ways, 
 A ruler of tne noon-^'de and the day, 
 And tribute- bearer of the circled year. 
 
 Eternal were those hills, and so was Pfiajpe 
 
 Eternal ; they Iiad stood for ages past. 
 
 For times unknowable to human thought. 
 
 In cycles of existence, gray and green, 
 
 Covered with woods, with myriad pines and firs, 
 
 With armies of grave trees pointing to heaven, 
 
 With marshalled hosts of woods, with verdant bowers, 
 
 With rocky sides, with landslips here and there 
 
 To mark some slight mutation — they had stood 
 
 For ages and for ages — aye and aye. 
 
 Among the valleys, when thou lookest up 
 
 Thou seest perhaps some tent, some twilight fire. 
 
 Some culinary kettle hung from poles, 
 
 Horses let loose to graze, men smoking pipes 
 
 Filled with the dried tobacco in their bowls, 
 
 Seated at ease, or *mong their littered goods 
 
 Seeking things needful for their food and rest. 
 
 The patient steed slow paces, jiausing long - 
 
 Upon one tuft of verdure, then the next. 
 
 Then striding forth a little, shuffles on. 
 
 And in the distance lie the azure hills. 
 
 Oh ! somnolent and restful are these scenes, 
 
 Unlike the bloody scenes of strife and war ! 
 
 Eternal are the mountains in their past. 
 
 And seems the sovran Peace entwined with them. 
 
 Part of their being and to last for aye. 
 
 The casual smoke ascending from the fire 
 
 Seems as a sort (;f incense to this god. 
 
 The chirping grasshopper a chorister 
 
 Seems in the sanctuary of this god's fane. 
 
 The low of beast, the whirrings of the wind. 
 
 The beatings of some vagabond bird's wing 
 
 Seem sistrums for this worship. And the air 
 
 Which spreads about our heads, our very feet, 
 
 Which lives about the tent, the ox, the fire, 
 

 THB AVATAR QF PBACB. 
 
 Which huge the cedar, which wraps round the oak, 
 Which washes cattle's walls, and craggy rocks* 
 Which rides upon the backs of highest hills, 
 Which dwelletn in expanse from clouds to sods, 
 Which high above the clouds does still rejoice, 
 This air, this home of spirits, seems a part 
 Of this sweet deity whose strains I sing. 
 
 Then had the very clods, when Peace ari'ived 
 Become enamoured of her beauteous reign. 
 The various humblest flowers of the field 
 Gave forth their various perfumes in her praise. 
 The skies above seemed smiling on the earth 
 In sweet approval and in bonds of love. 
 The idle lily stood, the i*ed rose hung, 
 The tangled grass bent with the rustling wind, 
 Great gifts of silence rested on the earth, 
 And the child's prattle was of War no more. 
 
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 4 A POETICAL MEDITATION ON BRYAIW'fl THANATOPSTS. 
 
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 A POETICAL MEDITATION ON BRYANT'S 
 
 THANATOPSIS. 
 
 The earth, so speaks the poet, is the grave 
 Of all those myriad legions who have passed 
 Through life into the portals gray of death. ' 
 Earth is the sepulchre, the beauteous home 
 Of those who have departed, and of those 
 Who shall depart to that same sepulchre. 
 The very elements that deck this earth 
 Compounded are from our frail human dust. 
 And so he sings, if one conceive a harp 
 To attend the movements of so grave a voice, - 
 That when we face those portals we should come 
 Like who lie down to dreams and courteous sleep. 
 And wrap around them gai'ments of repose. 
 
 Pain and disease, repulsiveness, decay 
 
 May be the ushers of that tinal state, 
 
 And disappointment with its potent harms 
 
 Or want, with its sharp flail may be the guide 
 
 That leads thee to these chambers; yet I deem 
 
 The author of our text does well to dull 
 
 And shroud these matters when he speaks of this; 
 
 To fix his eye on what of dignity 
 
 Of grandeur and of beauty ihe theme affords ; 
 
 To fortify the mind against mean foes ; 
 
 To nurture resignation ; to endow 
 
 Death's hideous form with splendor and with peace. 
 
 So travel, he says, that when thou needs must join 
 
 The caravan that seeks the climes of death 
 
 Thou go not like the galley-slave much scourged 
 
 But pass within rather with chastened mirth. 
 
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 A POETICAL MBDFTATION ON BUYAXT'h THANATOPSIH. 
 
 Happy are tliey wlio 'mid the engroasinj^ cares, 
 
 The interests, ambitions, schemes, of life, 
 
 Amid the noise, the turmoil, the distress 
 
 Can find some consolation fn^m a ijage 
 
 Such as this poet's before us; who can fiuil 
 
 }3y walking to the fields, tasting* the air 
 
 A source of benediction ; who can leave 
 
 The pettiness of daily life behind, 
 
 And rise to loftier and more wholesome views ; 
 
 Can hold communion with the long-gone past 
 
 And with the vague-shown future yet to come: 
 
 Who can combine those epochs into one; 
 
 AVho can abstnt themselves from present cares, 
 
 And look on earth as being one mighty temple. 
 
 The h.iliS, he says, the rivers, valleys, brooks, 
 
 The aged woodi^ the sfj^hing ocean's waste, 
 
 They are but |)orti()ns of th« tomb of man. 
 
 The sun, the stars, the *' infinite host of heaven" 
 
 ** Shine on the abodes of death." Yet from this thought 
 
 He does not draw depression or despair. 
 
 It yields him rather fragrance, comfort, hope, 
 
 Beatitude, and solace, pleasure, peace, 
 
 Like honey yielded from the gaping jaws 
 
 Where, in a skeleton, bees built their nest. 
 
 So shalt thou rest, he savs; thou shalt lie down 
 
 With patriarchsof the infant world, with kings, 
 
 With hoary seers, with all the wise and good. 
 
 And when the time shall come, thou shalt be joined 
 
 Year after year by a long cavalcade. 
 
 What if thou die unheeded ? All will come — 
 
 The gay, the sad, the phantom-chasing souls 
 
 The old, the young, the strong, the weak will come; 
 
 Their mirth and their employments they shall leave 
 
 And make their bed beside thee. Thou shalt rest 
 
 In the sweet bosom of this sombrous tomb. 
 
 The flippant and the fickle may laugh on ; 
 
 Their chirrup soon is ended; enemies 
 
 Can ne pursue us further ; and that goal 
 
 Is as an infinite ocean- main of peace. 
 
 So travel, he says, that when thou needs must join 
 
 That caravan, thou go not like the slave 
 
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 Ql IXOTK H lIAKANCil K ON THK (lOLDKN A({E. 
 
 But rather joyfully and full of faith 
 
 Approach thy Ki'a-ve like one lying down to sleep. 
 
 QUIXOTE'5 HARANGUE ON THE QOLDEN 
 
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 FROM CERVANTES. 
 
 Sancho, since the sun declines, 
 And tumbles in yon purple west, 
 We shall ne village seek to-night; 
 The open skies have no affright; 
 Me likes the canopy of heaven, 
 To watch the wain-stars seven. 
 
 Our hopes now sinking with the sun 
 How opportune yon goat-herds* tents ! 
 I do rejoice; cease thou to grieve. 
 How graciously they us receive ! 
 We with these herdsmen spend the night. 
 With fame I them requite. 
 
 Lo yonder kettle whei^e the smoke 
 Ascends towards the cerulean sky. 
 We eat; the wine-horn circles round; 
 From sheep-skins spread upon the gi-ound 
 Our hunger is at length appeased, 
 And acorns fiiJsh oft' the feast. 
 
quixotk's har \nqt;e on the (joldkn age. 
 
 Sit, Sancho, by your lord*o right hand, 
 
 These herdsmen good shall see that squires 
 
 Of errant knights are not despised. 
 
 Ye herdsmen good be not surprised. 
 
 Sancho, the second skin of wine 
 
 Thou watchest with those eyes of thine. 
 
 Good herdsmen, the umbrageous oak. 
 King of the forested campaign, 
 We thank for these delicious seeds. 
 This acorn feast within me breeds 
 For high discourse a pregnant theme. 
 Of lofty thoughts a fruitful stream. 
 
 Know ye, O simple goat-hei^d souls, 
 A time was, called the Golden Age, 
 In fair days of remotest Eld. 
 Man's labour then was uncompelled. 
 Happy those days, happy thop3 times, 
 Unvexed by any sordid crimes. 
 
 We read in authors most antique 
 Ilovr men lived then in habits meek 
 And simple j even the homely plough 
 Tore not our mother's breast as now 
 Who gave her boons without request 
 To those who then her soil posdessed. 
 
 Happy those days, happy those times. 
 The mind, my friends, looks oft behind. 
 We wander through those courts of time : 
 Their influence, like a pleasant chime, 
 Transports us ; eat your humble cheese ; 
 We sit here, 'neath these shades, in^ease. 
 
 Happy those days, happy those times, 
 Happy those golden days now gone. 
 What can we do but sit and grieve 
 As banished souls without reprieve ? 
 Yet, herdsmen, do not grieve too much ; 
 Let sad regret your minds but touch. 
 
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 Qt^JXOTJi's HARANfllllil ON THE GOI.DKIf AfiE. 
 
 Happy those g-olden days, those times 
 A glimiwe, as from some poet's page 
 Or painter's canvas, tills my mind : 
 I see the rough posts, tendril- twined, 
 The rough i»oofs o^er-laid with bark 
 Beneath some forest-shadow dai-lw 
 
 I see the youths, the maidens gay 
 
 Clad only with a dress of leaves 
 
 All goods W3re common ; travellers fared 
 
 Unarmed and careless ; no man dared. 
 
 Or wished to injure or defraud. 
 
 I.one virgins roamed the country broad. 
 
 Contrast this with the modelTi world ; 
 Hov/ greed and evil creep apace ! 
 The weak are robbed, the lawless seek 
 To ruin ; where are found the meek ? 
 The traveller wanders on his way 
 Watchful of harm by night and day. 
 
 I see some lonely forest-sward, 
 
 Bathed with the shades of sombrous ti*ees. 
 
 The children of this solitude 
 
 By low-roofed habitations rude 
 
 Or in the open glades at ease 
 
 Stand grouped in attitudes of peace. 
 
 Hapfiy those golden days now gone ; 
 
 That child-lihe innocence is fled. 
 
 0, Sancho Panzaf we ir^ust weep — 
 Your eye-lids heavy are with sleep — 
 Must weep that those days ne*er return. 
 However our longing hearts may burn. 
 
 It seems as if some wizard*s wand 
 Had driven away those scenes of blit^s- 
 Had left behind but mire and clay. 
 We tind naughi like it here to-day 
 Ai'ound this savoury pot, these skins 
 We wetp. Day ceases. Night begins. 
 
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 Happy those golden days now gone. 
 As day deceases, night descends. 
 The glorious stF.rs come one by one. 
 The moon informs that day is done. 
 The peaceful ox lies down to rest 
 'Neath the high mansions of the blest. 
 
 QONDEL. 
 
 FOUNDED ON POE's '■ CITY IN THE SEA." 
 
 ** Whither, wide-winged albatross, 
 Sailing the dark seas across, ^^ 
 
 Dost thou cleave thy airy patlU ■ 
 "Perhaps I fly, man, who can tell i 
 To the city of Gondel."* 
 
 Deep in a tract most desolate. 
 On ocean's bosom most ingrate, 
 
 Stands the tremendous tower ot gray, 
 Hewn four-square like a campanue, 
 A viveai tower on a low flat isle. 
 
 Up soars this tower it t^ cms for miles. 
 Around it rise the other piles 
 
 Of desolation and decay. 
 The spacioivs isle from bound to bound 
 Seems all one city, towered around. 
 
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 aONDBL. 
 
 Never the sun with even a glint 
 Gives of his light a slightest hint 
 To this poor island of the waste. 
 The sea is always hushed around. 
 The winds moan with a muffled sound. 
 
 Always the ocean belt is calm. 
 The winds bring on their wings no balm. 
 • No smile bedecks those waters drear. 
 Deep in the ocean's heart do dwell 
 Those sad walls of the dread Gondel. 
 
 city of abiding death, 
 
 About whose domes there comes no breath 
 
 Of life, no ministry of light. 
 About whose bournes there wash but seas 
 Of quietude though not of peace ! 
 
 The mariner through weary ^^leagues 
 Misses the object which he seeks. 
 
 He wallows through the troughs and foams. 
 He flounders through the East and West, 
 Nor finds this island so unblest. 
 
 Deeply mysterious is the place 
 As if its form it would erase. 
 
 Perhaps the isle retreats or sinks 
 Whenever an approaching bark 
 Would fain the. city's gray towers mark. 
 
 They wander thither through the waste. 
 But miss the island in their haste. 
 - They let the gray towers pass astern. 
 island of the distant sea 
 The steersman cannot come to thee ! 
 
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 THE GARDEN. 
 
 Within a venerable wall 
 
 There stood a garden, whose high trees 
 
 Rose here and there j iTBweet expanse, 
 
 In whose retreats a nymph might dance; 
 
 Luxurious acres full of Jtiowers ; 
 
 Mazes and arbours, not too trim, 
 
 And fountains plashing o*er their brim. 
 
 There st<)od the bust of antique Pan 
 With other sculpt ares *mong the flowers. 
 The gi'ound was high ; thou lookedst out 
 On hills and mountains i*ound about ; 
 And stately seats stood in the shade, 
 By level walks near alleys gfreen. 
 Nought in this pleasaunce was there mean. 
 
 From the hill slopes the wall upclomb; 
 Thou sawest through breaks a city's towers. 
 The wall stopped not the butterfly. 
 Who holds the freedom of the sky ; 
 And twittering birds stood in the trees 
 Fi-om high looked down upon the sods 
 Cybele, mother of the gods. 
 
 Mnch marble was there round the founts. 
 
 And floors mosaic near the seats. 
 
 The shapely trees stood round in crowds, 
 
 And high above did roam the clouds 
 
 Of a serene and happy sky. 
 
 The aged tree-'tops lived among 
 
 Those heavens which seemed so fair and young. 
 
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 Thou eiiteredst by the postern gate, 
 Or by the mansion-house near by. 
 Perhaps some wine might wait for thee 
 Beneath the most ancestral tree, 
 Or grapi'S grew in the genial air, 
 Or incense^from some brazier rose. 
 Or sprinkled pei'fumes met the nose. 
 
 Textures of finest robes were there. 
 
 The sloven passed. not through those" pirates. 
 
 The bee flew with hie ** honeyed thigh" ' 
 
 Above, athwart, the passer-by. 
 
 One found the alcoves 'neath the trees, — 
 
 One sauntered down the alleys green 
 
 Or paused in glades that came between. 
 
 Time journeyed idly in that place. 
 
 The hours slipped by with silk-shod feet. 
 
 Companions in the cool recess 
 
 Or round the fountain lounged, I guess. 
 
 The story-teller smilingly 
 
 Lingered uptm his courteous theme, 
 
 And watched the dial in the gleam. 
 
 Or the grave reader, lingering long 
 Held in his lap some author's Avit, 
 And pondered musingly the leaves 
 Bound in some book, like harvest sheaves, 
 And slowly jmssed from sheaf to sheaf, 
 He builded of his thoughts, I guess, 
 Some castlo-tower of idleness. 
 
 Brightly the sun shone on his youth. 
 He watched the spaces of tfee sky. 
 He and his friends rose and forsook 
 This precinct ; and if thou didst look 
 Thou sawest their robes float in the wind. 
 Loud laughter musically died 
 To stillness as along they hied. 
 
 Oh in thi>8e golden hours of ease 
 How in that tine- veined mai'ble seat 
 
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 The leaves gave shadow of then* form. 
 In that blue sky there was no storm. 
 The friends perhaps retraced their steps 
 To where the curious fountains spurt, 
 And with the,,air in bead-drops flirt. 
 
 Also there fell in deep festoons 
 The long gay arms of creeping plants ; 
 And from the wall a distant sea 
 Gleamed out afar it seems to me, 
 With undulating lands between ; 
 And from the wall a slow descent 
 Led to the highway where all went. 
 
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 AUTUMN. 
 
 Autumn sere, whose string the wild wind whisketh 
 With sombre notes like harp iEolian, 
 The harpings of whose string are sadder than 
 Summer's loud song; whose visitings the wind 
 Toucheth with tremulations as it flies. 
 Or as it lurks, or the sad string o'er-frisketh ! 
 Thou Autumn comest with thy gorgeous ti'ain ; • 
 Thy sheaves, thy woods, thy garnished plains arise. 
 Thy splendid azure beameth from thy skies. 
 To join thy song the bird his fleet w^ng risketh. 
 With glory thou adorn' st the wide champaign. 
 Bound in vermilion comes thy vesture- chain. 
 
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 THli BBAC'H AT LYNN. 
 
 THE BEACH AT LYNN. 
 
 Forever raging, ceasing ne, 
 Drift on the billows of the sea, 
 
 Thf .""^ *^^ ^^""^^ towards far Nahant 
 1 he raving waters rage and pant, 
 Poammg ,n ranks of three and four 
 Along this fair expanse of shore. 
 Bringing to thee thy waves, Lynn, 
 
 i A .^ ^?'^® wander on the deep. 
 
 And on the far horizon creep. 
 
 Ihe light-house rock, ^ citadel, 
 And warder of the bay may dwell 
 Serenely while the suJ. shiLs on? 
 And frown the ocean's depths upon . 
 Like rocks but mightier did the sage 
 Ulysses, m the storied page ^ 
 
 Pass, when around his dark-hulled craft 
 The holy ocean's wavelets laughed- 
 When he to Circe's isle did ,mm, ' 
 And wandered by the Sirens' home. 
 
8T. HELBN'S island, MONTREAL. 
 
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 5T. HELEN'S ISLAND. MONTREAL. 
 
 Ah, bring me to those sun-lit W9.ves 
 Where Death*s still river flows not by, 
 
 But where the smiling sun- god paves 
 The waters like his radiant sky. 
 
 Trifling may seem the frail canoe. 
 And low the slender islets green, 
 
 And wide the foaming waters blue 
 May glide their verdant banks between. 
 
 For aye they flow," forever inin. 
 
 Forever thus fall on the ear ; 
 For aye the foam- flakes greet the sun, 
 
 In seasons of the green or sere. 
 
 When June bedecks yon elmy bournes 
 Then too the river fairest flows ; 
 
 Then as it breaks, the water mourns, 
 And chimingly along it goes. 
 
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 .XOVA SCOT JAN WOODS. 
 
 NOVA 5C0 riAN WOODS. 
 
 To-day mild summer's mildest sun 
 
 Smiles m the upper air; 
 And in the woods the sounds of leaves 
 
 Scarce die on breezes dare; 
 And through the woods which skirt its track 
 
 Clangrs on the railway-car; 
 
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 Neath sky- bournes blue and fair. 
 
 The feathered fowls rejoice the sky 
 
 Whose, winds their carols bear 
 ihe alder mazes round the road 
 
 In darkr green vistas g-lare. 
 The seed-fluff from the high-stalked stem 
 
 The wandering breezes tear, 
 Wandering on ^-assy carpeting 
 
 'Neath sky- lands blue and fSr 
 
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 MOONRI5E AT HALIFAX. 
 
 Thou hast remembered, Luna, to aimear 
 
 Named of MacNab, aor hast forgot tbv ta.-*- 
 Of warfare coloured with a lurid red ^ 
 
 Dipped in IZ ZS^Tgm^'^lfJ'Z'irT''''^' 
 
 Of unseen wavelets murmur round ou • fee^ 
 The wharfman leaves his lahnn.. o«^ ! ' 
 To land the day-lon/tiXr ofTh^ deep".''*"'""^ 
 
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