A rock for ages stern and high,Stood frowning 'gainst the earth and sky;And never bowed his haughty crest,When angry storms around him prest.Morn springing from the arms of night,Had often bathed his brow with light;And kissed the shadows from his…
The royal casket fair. Hath ne'er a jewel rare
From tropics brought,
That we could e'er compare
With gems of thought.
Such gems as glow and glow, Ia beauty everymore:
Upon each page;
Whose earnest lines doth show
Poet and sage.
Sent on its mission…
