My brother George has gone from me, Far away o'er the trackless sea. His gladdening voice I hear not now, I see not the light of his sunny brow. My cheeks with lonely tears are wet;...
In leaving us, whom thou hast governed well Holding the helm of state through all these years The land at large unites in a farewell That's mingled with regret akin to tears ...
Beside the open window she is lying, Through which comes softly in the balmy air, And fans her wasted cheek; but slowly dying, She seeth not that autumn's finger fair Tinges the golden landscape everywhere....
I, Louis Marin, mariner, born on the Breton coast, Must pass from earth away, And, because wild remorse Pursues me--is my curse, My guilty hand this day...
I thank Thee Father that I feel Thee near, That it is hand of Thine that s raised to smite, Oh, make Thy loving kindness to appear, Shall not the Judge of all the earth do right! ...
Dearest of all, whose tenderness could rise To share all sorrow and to soothe all pain; The blessings breathed for thee with weeping eyes Will come to thee as sunshine after rain. ...
'At last he is dead' So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a wasted life He has reached the end of the downward road,...
On Jordan's banks gathered an eager crowd, The Royal city poured its dwellers out; The vintage was untouched in Ephraim; No fisher's boat from Magdala put out.
Sons of the bright, green island, Gathered by the pine-fringed lake, In honour of his memory, Who battled for your sake, Listen, we too pay our tribute To a fame that well endures;...