Show I I THE POETASTER SINGS HIS LAY S KyN N. N G GD SAVE VB THE KING The authorship of ot the words of at this th the national son sons of ot Great Britain has be ben been n attributed to Ben Jonson but the most I generally accepted theor theory seems to be that ft t was wa written by Henry Carey who died In 1743 and Is the tho author of or the well- well known song on Sail Sally In Our Alley God Sa Save Sa the Queen n though worthless as asI poetry has the rinK ring of at patriotism I and as ns sung to that glorious tune which Samuel Francis Smith al appropriated for tor or I our own America It Is dear deal to every British heart God Goel Save Sa the King ICing has now become the pra prayer er of ot all all' Britain and Is sung ung no lon longer er nf as a song of at triumph and rejoicing rejoicing- but as an Intercession for tor their stricken sovereign Eo God sa c our gracious I King L Long nii live U our noble King God save sae the King Kine Send him hm victorious Hap Happy y and glorious Lon Long to reign over o us God Save the Kins Kinz O 0 Lord our God arise I Scatter his enemies And make them tall fall Confound their politics Frustrate their knavish tricks On Thee our hopes we fix God Save tho ho King Th Thy choicest gifts In store On him be pleased to pour Long may 1118 he reign Mar J he defend our laws laons And ever give elve us liS cause causo To sing with heart and voice olce God Save o tho the Kin Henry Car Carey JULYTh JULY The Th roar of ot n a storm sweeps up From the east to the lurid west The darkening Ek sky like a cup Is h filled with wih ruin rain to the brink The tok sky Is purple and tire Blackness and noise and unrest The earth parched with desire O Opens ens her mouth to drink Send forth Corth th thy thunder and fire Turn o er over oer tin thy brimming cup O 0 sky appease the desire Of Ot earth In her parched unrest Pour out drink to her thirst Her famishing life lito lift up Muke th thyself s 's lt fair as at first I With Ith a rainbow for Cor th thy crest Have Ha don dona with thunder r and fir fire O 0 sk sky with the rainbow crest O 0 earth carth o ha done with Uh desire Drink and drink deep and rest relt Christina Rosaetti I I I I A Sonn Sonnet t. t Our youth Is II like a rustic at the Ila play That Th cries aloud In hearted fear tear Curses th the villain shudders sh at the fray And v. v weeps before the tho maidens maiden's wreathed bier Yet once familiar with tho the changeful show He lie stares no lonzer borer at it a 1 brandished d knife But hl Ms his heart chastened at the sight of ot w woe ne Ponders the mirrored sorrows of ot his life So tutored too I watch the moving mo art artOf artOf artOr Of Or all nil this magic m and impassioned pain That tells th the story of ot the tho human hum heart In a a. l tal false e Instance such Much as poets t feign I smile and keep within the parchment furled Curled That prompts tho the passions of or this etna etna- tin Un ting world It t I Comedy They parted Darted with Uh clasp of ot hand And kisses and burning tears Th They met In a 3 foreign land After some Bome twenty tent years years- Met tet as aJ acquaintances meet Smiling tranquil eyed Not even the least little beat bent Of the tho heart upon either cither side Th They chattered of ot this and nd that The rhe nothings that make up life She in a O h hat And nd ho In black for Cor his Ah Alt what a comedy coined this Neither was waa hurt It appears Yet once once- she Ghe he had loaned leaned to hl his kiss klis And once he had known h her r tears tuNS Thomas Bailey Aldrich II |