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Show NOTHING NEW Mrs. M. A. Record (?) "Nothing new - nothing new," On the sea or on the shore, As to perfume, shape, and hue, Every flower has bloomed before, Every billow, ripple, wave, Leaping up in listless play, Seems the same that ocean gave When we journeyed yesterday. Nothing new - nothing new In the meadow again (?) we find, Even every drop of dew Glistens "after its own kind." Every nestling sings the song Taught it by the parent birds, Even as our loved ones throng Round us with familiar words. Nothing new - nothing new As we scan the milky way, Every star that gems the blue Shone upon one banal (?) day. Sunlight streams, and moonlight gleams, Storms and earthquakes come and go, Life, and love, and sleep and dreams, Just as in the long ago! Nothing new - nothing new As we wander here and there, One thing you forgot, say you, Man's inventions, grand and rare. See the wonders of his hand As you travel up and down Through the iron-girded land - Grant to him a jeweled crown! Nothing new - nothing new, Even man's acknowledged might, Whatsoe'er his hands may do, Brings but hidden things to light, Proves but this, that God imparts Thought divine, that we may be One with Him, to do his will Here and in Eternity. -N.Y. [New York] Weekly |