The Greek's wild onset Wall Street knew; Fair City by the Sea! upraise Let Greece his fiery lyric breathe And Scotland, with her holly, wreathe Oh, stately stand thy palace walls, Not less thy pulse of trade shall beat, That shaded square and dusty street Alive, he loved, like all who sing, Too late, alas! Of all who knew Before his unveiled face, how few Our lips of praise must soon be dumb, O brothers of the days to come, Take tender charge of him! New hands the wires of song may sweep, New voices challenge fame; But let no moss of years o'ercreep CENTENNIAL HYMN. aus-tere, severe, manly. cycle, a period of time. fa'thers, founders of the republic. loyʻal, faithful. OUR fathers' God! from out whose hand And loyal to our land and Thee, Here, where of old, by Thy design, Be with us while the New World greets Thou, who hast here in concord furled And, freighted with love's Golden Fleece, For art and labor met in truce, The manhood never bought nor sold! Oh, make Thou us, through centuries long, THE WITCH'S DAUGHTER. FIRST READING. It was the pleasant harvest time, And the old swallow-haunted barns - And winds blow freshly in, to shake The red plumes of the roosted cocks, And the loose hay-mow's scented locks — Are filled with summer's ripened stores, On Esek Harden's oaken floor, With many an autumn threshing worn, And thither came young men and maids, They took their places; some by chance, Or sweet smile guided to their choice. How pleasantly the rising moon, Between the shadow of the mows, Looked on them through the great elm-boughs! — On sturdy boyhood sun-embrowned, On girlhood with its solid curves Of healthful strength and painless.nerves! And jests went round, and laughs that made And quaint old songs their fathers sung, And tales, whose merry license shook But still the sweetest voice was mute For Mabel Martin sat apart, And let the hay-mow's shadow fall She sat apart, as one forbid, Who knew that none would condescend To own the Witch-wife's child a friend. |