The earnest thanks of the Compiler are due to those authors and publishers who have so courteously authorised the insertion of their copyright pieces. To Messrs. Blackwood and Sons he desires to offer his acknowledgments for their assent to the publication of several extracts from the works of Mrs. Hemans, Professor Wilson, and Pollok; and to Messrs. Strahan and Co., for permission to print Gerald Massey's charming poem, "Albert's Tomb," from their interesting publication "Good Words." 233 Longfellow, H. Wadsworth 9 173 Lowell, James Russell . 264 192 176 MASON, John 177 Mason, William 220 227 Gerald Massey. ALBERT'S TOMB. SOME two-and-twenty golden years ago, The Power that sits enthroned by open graves On every loaded wind the sound is borne, The darkness of our loss will visibly glide. The meanest doorway darkens at this cloud, In the large clasp of nature all hearts blend. B And dark in His extinguished light we stand, In every face we read how much bereft ! For he was one of those we never know Till they have left us, nor how great the love We bore them; they are all too meek to show Their dearness, till they stand our praise above. We met him coldly, and we look back now And all our dimness into splendour kiss'd. At last our clouds of earth are clear'd away: And leaving shining footprints where he trod. How could we mirror truly when a breath We know that when our mortal work is done, A fairer copy of the life His Son Once left us, or a warmer "well done " earn. |