Stanzas, extemporaneously written during the Egress of 1833, and the Ingress of1834 in New Zealand Minstrelsy
- From childhood, nought could break that genial tie,
/ By which our hearts in fellowship were join’d;
/ But Death has made a breach, which makes me sigh,
/ As still thy memory’s cherish’d in my mind.
- Oh! Armstrong, chiefly thou, who could respond
/ To friendship’s pleasures, now hast met thy doom.
Preface in The New Zealand Survey
- several of them were written previous to the one referred to above, and some of them after, merely to set my thoughts on the outside of my head, in order to keep peace within; and occupy an evening hour which might have been worse employed, had I not such an inclination or faculty for scribling;—may this meet the approval of friends.
- The humble emigrant, as well as him of larger means, who leaves the refinements of an old yet increasingly civilized mode of being, and departing for other scenes and trials of which he can have no just conception, though inspired with a hope of doing well, even such may well be regarded as “Knights exemplar” in respect to the work in which they engage, such as conquering not only the wildness of nature, but also in subduing the savageness of fellow beings run wild, while introducing civilization into their habits and their homes; thus paving the way for the expected approach of universal peace and brotherly affection.
Canto First in The New Zealand Survey
- A mean to gather strangers from afar,
/ A happy mean indeed! to aid the bonds
/ Of mutual friendship;—Brethren long apart,
/ Who to each other strangers had become,
/ Are thus together brought with happy art
/ Again to interchange kind looks, and words
A Retrospective Reverie. — On receiving the “Hamilton Advertiser” a provincial newspaper, sent from “Home,” 1859 in The New Zealand Survey
- No!—still retentive mem’ry serves
/ A solace oft, to painful musing:—
/ Oh friendship! thou most sacred boon,
/ How throbbed my bosom to thy tune!—
/ Thou still hast potency, infusing
/ Such charms that soothe all cares!
- Can I forget the friendships there,
/ Which were to me in truth accorded?—
- I hail the news from Hamilton,
/ And all the little towns surrounding;
/ How it recalls to memory
/ Old friendships, and old scenes of joy,
/ With happy interests abounding.
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.
Canto Third in The New Zealand Survey
- Such the results which earthquakes have produced
/ All for good purposes, to be explained
/ In far futurity; when will shine out
/ Benevolence divine, in what may now
/ Be judged quite the reverse! So Providence
/ Works His own certain way, as one prepares
/ A welcome to some distant-coming friend,
/ Of whom none but himself can be aware!
- Thus were its turmoils now assuaged to peace;
/ As when a child, with inward aches, in grief,
/ Is soothed to peacefulness, adopting smiles,
/ Forgetful of the pains it had endured!—
/ And as contending parties, friends become
/ When angry feuds evaporate to air!
/ So the great ocean’s surface calm becomes;
/ As finding now ’tis useless to contend
/ In further strife; but better to embrace
/ New friendships, it relapses to its state
/ Of former quietude, and regular tides;
Canto Fifth in The New Zealand Survey
- The nativestoo, are happy and at peace,
/ Where terror once had reigned! (5) With heart and hand
/ Appreciating civilization’s lore,
/ To their new friends they bid God-speed, and join
/ Improvement’s march—all zealous to pursue
/ Th’ advantages held out, “a worthy prize,”
/ The more contested for, the more esteemed!—
- Ah poor degraded race! Thus exiled far
/ From ancient relatives and friendship’s joys,
/ So long, till true remembrance have been lost
/ Of such they may have had; from sires forlorn
/ They’ve sprung a num’rous progeny; and now,
/ How much through foul distrust and variance strange,
/ They have asunder parted, and become
/ To either aliens, reft to separate tribes,
/ With every tie of brotherhood annulled!
/ Of common comforts, such that cheer the poor
/ Of other lands, how much they’ve been devoid!
- Then aimed he at the cherishing of peace,
/ And good will to his neighbours, now felt due!
/ Thus in the desert sweet refreshing springs
/ Began to flow,—the desolate to sing!
/ The change, to him, was blest felicity,
/ Compared to aught of former life endured!
/ While on his race, he saw the early rays
/ Of a new Sun arising,—even that
/ Of Righteousness—and peace, dispelling quite
/ That darkness, which enveloped all the past;
/ While introducing a new day of grace!
/ What happy feelings must he have enjoy’d
/ At length, when tottering on the verge of time,
/ To learn the worth of social, civil, life;
/ While civilized society the hand
In Memorium in The New Zealand Survey
- Among the many promenading there
/ In groups, a cordial sympathy is felt;
/ For where joy reigns, companionship is sought
/ Such feeling to reciprocate, and join
/ In converse sweet, while drawing friendship’s tie
/ More close, each other’s confidence to share!
To a Mountain Daisy in The New Zealand Survey
- How like two friends in native land,
/ That parted once, as ’twere for ever;
/ When long asundered, fortune bland,
/ Must bring again old friends together;
On a Meeting of Friends in The New Zealand Survey
- Such meeting of friends with a glow of affection
/ So warmly responded, I’ve felt on my heart
/ Like sweet music echoed, or sunbeam reflection,
/ Which gladness would into one’s nature impart!
- How pleasant ’tis truly to witness friends meeting,
/ Who long have been parted and strangers become,
/ When hands are extended and grasped, either greeting
/ With smiling sweet welcomes—each bosom’s a home!
/ Yes, truly, ’tis pleasant; ’tis like the sun beaming
/ On nature, who joyous exults in her sway,
/ Displaying her beauties, with summer flowers gleaming
/ In all their bright colors, a gorgeous display!
Signs of the Times in 1853 in The New Zealand Survey
- Or if our legislators will,
/ When they begin to try their skill
/ At making laws, be like some rooks,
/ Who favour best themselves!—or books
/ In babies’ hands, turn’d upside down
/ When feigningly they lessons con;
/ Or if, when in some hot dispute,
/ They either will themselves confute
/ Instead of fierce opponents; or
/ Give cause to lengthen out a war
/ Of opposite opinions, more
/ Than needful, to clear up some point,—
/ Though simple, yet with knotty joint,
/ Grown harder, as ’tis clad with words,
Lines — On hearing of the Demise of Dr. F. Logan, R.N., May 24, 1862, Aged 84 in The New Zealand Survey
- Thus Doctor Logan was a special friend
/ Whose friendship gave in converse more than wealth
/ Could yield:
Stanzas — To the Memory of Wm. Swainson, Esq., F.R.S. &c., — Departed hence, December 7, 1855 in The New Zealand Survey
- Here let me close this poor imperfect strain—
/ Poor, when compared with his attainments high;
/ Imperfect, when contrasted to that joy
/ His friendship gave;—though late I such did gain,
/ And shortlived, yet it was worthy:—social tie!
/ That grateful feelings ne’er can sleight, but steadfast such retain!
- His garden and his book, familiar friends!
/ With him, no other could their place supplant;
/ As these his sources were, whence ev’ry want
- Though ye may mourn his loss, ye must approve
/ Of his advancement to a brighter sphere!
/ Although such loss is worthy of a tear,
/ Yet his removal to those realms above
/ Where bliss prevails, your friendship, as sincere,
/ Will give congratulations due, as proof of social love.
Canto Third in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- Such leads to closer friendship, which results
/ In truth’s foreshaddow’d hymenial bliss!
/ What blest results! when confidential truth
/ Becomes the basis of sweet union’s joys;
/ ’Tis bliss to both, compared to those enjoy’d
/ In former state, of an expectant kind,
/ When little jealouses were apt to blight
/ The fondest hopes the heart could e’er maintain!
/ Now in each other’s company can each
/ Rewarded feel, as truly bosom-friends!
/ True Love and Prudence when together join’d
/ In social harmony, can never fail
/ To gain the best results.
Canto Second in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- How good is love, reciprocated love:
/ When hearts are knit together, with that tie,
/ Which binds there closely to the throne of Heaven!
/ Such happy union Heaven can best approve;
/ Such happy pair can through life’s pilgrimage
/ Go hand in hand companions;—bosom friends
/ In every time of need; and ready be
/ To hold each other up, should adverse things
/ Their steps waylay: or cheer each other on,
/ Where aught, which tends to grieve, might them befall:
/ Such fellowship, how happy! ’Tis foretaste
/ Of bliss beyond the confines of this world!
Canto First in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- Such was the grand connecting link, which bound
/ To Heaven, earth, and all created things.
/ Love, pure untarnish’d love, like what exists
/ In souls seraphic, was the medium bond
Canto Sixth in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- To part with friends, our common friends, is sad:
/ But, when we’re disappointed in the hopes
/ We entertain’d of dearest friendship’s growth,
/ In those we thought our happiness enshrined,
/ For whom, affections glow’d within our hearts
/ Such is a trial painful to endure!
/ The unreciprocated love gives pain:
- Love cultivated brings its own reward;
/ It yields like all good crops abundant joy!
/ A loveless life but ill becomes the soul
/ That claims to be immortal! Love is life,
/ And its chief essence, through the course of time,
/ And must upheld be: the reverse is Death
/ In all its small details; in which, such bears
/ No sweet regard for bliss! So in this world
/ Is man’s probation fix’d, as if to prove
/ His fitness for a higher state of bliss,
/ According as th’ affections of the heart
/ Have cultivated been, to gain the prize!
/ As Love to God, breeds love to bosom friends;
/ And Love to bosom friends will act as proof
/ Their tendency is upward; towards HOME!
Canto Fifth in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- One night as by the fire he sat, rejoiced
/ At conversation’s sweetness, she employ’d,—
/ Not such, of pest’ring questions, which some use
- that they
/ Should introduce God’s worship in their home.
/ At this, he first was silent; ’twas a theme
/ He had not yet consider’d; though in truth
/ He could not such condemn; but rather felt
- Blest is the heart, in love, that’s satisfied;
/ And feels contented with the lot he owns:
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
- A happy New Year may we bid to the world:
/ May Nations in friendship, and concord unite!
/ The Banners of brotherhood wide be unfurl’d,
/ When Princes no longer in war shall delight!
A Retropective Ditty in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- There youthful friendships rose,
/ Like sweet flowers of summer springing;
/ When Fancy would disclose
/ Smiling Cupids round us winging!
/ Oh! these were hours of love,
/ When no cares could make us craven,
/ As arm in arm we’d rove
/ Through the silent walks of Straven.
To my Auld Trews in The Philosophy of Love. [A Plea in Defence of Virtue and Truth!] A Poem in Six Cantos, with Other Poems
- Though former freenships fail—’tis sad!—
/ Like the fine gloss my trews ance had;
/ Yet may remembrances still shed
/ Aroon’ this heart
/ (Like holes weel patch’d,) an influence glad,
/ Joys to impart!
/ ’Tis thus we may some wisdom gain
/ Frae common things, whilk aye contain
/ Gude halsome truths; whilk to attain,
/ The eydent Muse
/ Wad, moralizin’ sing this strain
/ To my auld Trews!
- Their newness, welcomes wad ensure
/ Whaure,er I gaed; an’ wad secure
/ Sweet freenship’s smile; ay, then as sure
/ Wer’ social joys
/ Whaurnoo! cauld scorn I micht endure,
/ In sic like guise!
/ How like thir trews is freenship’s growth;
/ Whan spang new, seemin’ cheerin’ truth;
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
- How much it pains his friendship-loving mind,
/ When deeds occur of an unseemly kind,
/ In friends esteem’d. What pleasure can he find
/ In any disposition,
/ He can’t admire,
/ When cropping out, where he had no suspicion
/ Such could exist?— It grieves the Muse,
/ To think, on old friends she must use
/ Her chastisement,—Satyre!
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