Canto Fourth in The New Zealand Survey
- This scene, as much enchanting to the eye,
/ When well considered, may reflections stir,
/ Which would sensations sweet send through the mind
/ And prove to grieving hearts a soothing balm!
- There is, which well may termed be “a vile slough,”
/ Where nought of vegetation can exist;—
/ A semblance good of dire despondency
/ When no sweet thoughts occur the mind to cheer!
Ode to the Rising Sun in The New Zealand Survey
- So sure as when the sun shall rise,
/ With shadowy glooms receding,
/ Shall prospects bright beyond the skies
/ Earth’s trials be succeeding.
/ An endless day with endless joy,
/ With nought thereto relating
/ To be withdrawn!—Let such employ
/ All energies in waiting.
A Dinner Hour Reverie in The New Zealand Survey
- How sad when one so far is left
/ As to despondency a prey,
/ To fall, as some have tempted been
/ Deranged, to cast themselves away!
/ Like him we lately from the waves
/ Drew lifeless—a sad wreck, o’ercome
/ By wayward fortunes; thus forlorn
/ Of hope, he fled his earthly home.
/ Alas, temptations such as this
/ Are apt to rise in minds of gloom,
/ Oh spare kind Heaven such victims frail;
/ ’Middark’ning cares their minds illume!
Signs of the Times in 1853 in The New Zealand Survey
- Just think yourself in such distress
/ From hunger, and from nakedness,
/ Brought on thee through no fault of thine,
/ Which fain ye tried t’ escape;—combine
/ With that, a helpless offspring train
/ Crying to thee for bread. What pain
/ Of soul must such thee yield, to know
/ You have it not, while double woe
/ Would tear thy feelings, when ye tried
/ To gain it, and have been denied!—
/ Next, think of such-an-one, who loud
/ Would make thy sorrows known abroad,
/ As help he craved for thee;—but when
/ Such calls were heard and answer’d,—then
/ He to himself retain’d, with pride,
/ Such benefits, and left thee void!
Canto Second in The New Zealand Survey
- While many shoals
/ Of various kinds of fish, all more inclined
/ To be gregarious, like some beastial tribes
/ Of terra-firma, o’er the length and breadth
/ Of space now occupied with these whole isles,
/ Pleased with their ample scope, would journey on
/ As sent the prey of others in their need,
/ Whose whole employment seem but to devour!
/ Which are by others preyed upon in turn—
/ An intermingling constant ruthless war,
/ One ’gainst the other—strong against the weak,
/ The weak content to feast upon the dead
/ Of those that had devoured their ancient sires!
Canto V in The New Zealand Survey
- Looking back upon the history of the past, in so far as it regards that of the colony; and taking into consideration the hard beginnings of many a worthy old colonist, and how they faced hardship and privations with spirits of bravery; and having through arduous perseverance and toil got, as it were, through the hardest of the struggle, and coming out, so to speak, to the prospect of a time of rest and enjoyment; then, at that time,
Canto Second in The New Zealand Survey
- How varied other works around display’d
/ Of ornament, whose elegance bespeak
/ Much cultivated taste of those who such
/ Devised, or patronised, as others would
/ Man’s sternness for utility; thus Art,
/ Like a sweet sister Grace, as handmaid to
/ Broad shoulder’d Industry of rougher mould,
/ Her trust fulfils, endeavoring to smooth
/ Th’ asperities still left our nature’s face;
/ And clothes that nakedness which oft appears
/ As the result of man’s primeval sin!—
/ While multiplying much of beauty left,
/ As worthy admiration, tending all
/ To cheer from melancholy’s painful glooms!
Stanzas — On hearing of the Sudden Demise of Mr. G. Copeland, on May 22, 1866, Aged 65 Years in The New Zealand Survey
- Ye friends bereft, ’mid tears rejoice
/ At his advancement—’tis his joy!
/ His footsteps follow—hear his voice,
/ “Be sure to meet me ’bove the sky.”
The Lonely Man.—A Song in The New Zealand Survey
- See each has his partner, a kind bosom friend,
/ Who with all his sorrows her soothings can blend;
/ But me, I’m forsaken—affection’s sweet tie
/ Assunder is broken—how sad, sad am I!
/ My fate must I mourn till this life ebbs its tide,
/ Since she whom I loved has forsaken my side;
/ So farewell to pleasures while thus made to sigh—
/ How cheerful is nature while sad, sad am I.
Preface in The New Zealand Survey
- after a sojourn among the valleys, where the eye is circumscribed to narrow limits; then coming into such an open space where the eye can find an abundant scope for its roving
The Two Guides in The New Zealand Survey
- ’Tis thus we Reason should prefer—
/ ’Tis wisdom, worthy all painstaking!—
/ And so her guidance seek with care,
/ While Fancy’s ’lurements false forsaking!
/ As Wisdom’s ways are pleasant ways,
/ So Reason with them harmonizes;
/ There true enjoyment’s found, as says
/ That “Truth” which ev’ry truth comprises
- How blest when Reason gains to rule,
/ She’s sure to keep her charge with honor,
/ As her endeavors ne’er befool
/ That precious truth, of which she’s owner!
/ But oh! when Passion bears the sway,
/ What troubles oft come rolling o’er us;
/ For when constrain’d his powers t’ obey,
/ We but assent to painful sorrows!
New Year Salutations, for 1863 in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- ’Tis hope, blessed hope in the future, that cheers
/ The heart in its sadness, and keeps it above
/ Whelming waves of affliction, from sinking in fears;
/ Aye, even when quench’d are the motives of love.
/ Oh! hard it is truly to be victimised,
/ As having one’s feelings the prey of despair:
/ Kind Heaven, look on such; let be realized
/ That hope in some change which their joy might declare!
- We look on the future, but ’tis not defined;
/ A great bank of shaddows rests o’er the abyss;
/ And who can tell what underneath is design’d
/ To fall to our lots,—whether sorrow, or bliss?
/ How Fancy paints brightly things distant to reach!
/ Yet, what lies behind is in darkness conceal’d:
/ Thus, wisdom from all past experience would teach,
/ “Be prompt to embrace what is truly reveal’d!”
An Admonition in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- “Weep not for me; I am not lost,
/ Though not in the old tenement I’m found;
/ But gone to where eternal joys abound;—
/ Time’s Jordan now is crossed!
/ “Weep not for me, no cares are mine;
/ My pains, and sorrows all, are left behind;
/ I triumph now o’er every ill combined;
/ And in full glory shine!
/ Your weeping never can avail
/ Me to recall from these bright scenes of bliss:
/ But rather seek ye untold happiness,
/ Which here can sole prevail!
The Picture of a Poet in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- He puts himself in ev’ry body’s skin,
/ And with glad rapture sings their joys,
/ Or, mournfully their sorrows sighs,
/ As such were all his own!
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