Identifier: shrinesoldnewoth00farmuoft (find matches)
Title: Shrines old and new, and other poems
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Farmer, Thomas Devey Jermyn
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Publisher: Toronto W. Briggs
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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on) during the past fiftyyears have expended £250,000 in the restoration of St. PatricksCathedral. 105 SHRINES OLD AND NEW cxxv. Only a womans hair, twas all she leftOf a life given in faith and love to thee, And thou, vain trifler, this poor heart bereftOf love, and mocked her sweet fidelity,Her tender care, unsullied purity; But for her wrongd thou sharedst the bitter fateOf guilt, remorse, and blighted memory; And so with charity we contemplate Thy life as like the ruin of an Empire great.* cxxvi. Time, the great mellower, levels men and things; Similitude advances with decay.And Swift and Rome, on times fast fleeting wings More like appear the more they glide away. In distance, his great gifts and her proud swayBoth wrecked upon the perishable sands Of unattained desires of mortal clay; ^ He fretting like a bird in prison bands;She rotting mid her glut of slaves from foreignlands. * William M. Thackeray says: To think of Swift is like think-ing of the ruins of a great Empire. 106
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o , , t/i U o<u .H SHRINES OLD AND NEW CXXVII. But come, my muse, from sombre thoughts andscenes, From harrowing things and dead mens epitaphs.Seek me a spot which from the morbid weans, A land where Nature overjoyous laughs. And where her lover unobstructed quaffsHer richest bounties; where the mountains drest In azure mantles rise, with autographsOf angels written deep upon their crest;Who soaring earthward loved to linger there andrest. CXXVIII. Macgillycuddys Reeks, with purple heath Oerspread, and yonder thro the opening glade Killarneys Lakes, arbutus-fringd, beneathThe Devils Punchbowl and the Tore CascadeIt feeds—the rushing, dashing enfilade Between the Lakes; what charmed variety Of mount and lake and stream are here displayed, Of beauteous sights what an infinity! Where Laune flows gently down to Dingle and thesea. 109 SHRINES OLD AND NEW CXXIX. Kenmares proud seat, with its red sandstone towers,And Muckross, Herberts ancient family pride; Ross castles walls, which ivy

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