Page 6 - 1952

THE PASSING OF A MONARCH
Charles Morrow
So silent yet so stirring,
So humble y.el'; so great,
0Pr .MOP"'rch left us during Times of trouble and of fate.
He loved his peqple greatly, Through every w.ald of life.
Burt; God has called him lately, So ·ends his time of strife.
To relatives and servants,
'Do .countries far and wide.
The news was like a driving
lance
To those for whom he died.
His love and his devotion,
His Life did history mark.
Our hearts filled with emotion, WLth the passing of our Mon- arch.
Dedicruted to His Majesty King George VI
BEFORE THE CENTURY
Sometimes I dream of a be.au:ti- ful land,
Where the river ripples up gold- en sand,
Where e\'lerv tree bears a fruit of gold,
And as we watch a flower un- folds .
Where the sk;y is blue and the mountains grey,
The grass like velvet and the ·children pl>ay.
And sometimes in unreality I will drift 1bock
To the age of Merry England when Spain's power began to crack.
Again they sight the ships off Dover's ,strait,
The coursers of the sea and mightv mariners great
Sailed out to meet the Grand Armada fleet,
Beneath .t h e trees .are sun~.
their
songs
When Pandora lived and the world was young.
And sometimes when in .a dream I lie
I see the armoured knights go by,
Down the river to the towered city ,
F'or the lady of Shalott they feel no pity,
A<S she watches her magic mir- ror alway;
'Til freed from her spell she rlrifterl ruway.
Merlin mutters his se!'.ret spells, As :Kin~r Arthur's knights ride
iF\n,gland's fells.
And Good Queen Bess had knighted Francis Drake;
And then from peaceful slumber I aJWake.
And often when in day-dreams, still
I see the rugged rock and hill. The l]:'ione>er crubins 'ne.ath the
trees
Whose lofty branches tremble
in the breeze.
The homesteader toils to earn
his bread;
Bravely and gravely he plods a-
head.
Out of the >bush his farm is
found.
And then I wake and gaze a-
round,
Mv visions fallen t:o the ground.
- Rosemary Rupp ert.
T h e
f i r e s h i p s sc~ttered S p a n - iards ere they meet.