New-York tribune., 1879-12-06

In the golden Summer weather.
Nv love, you know,
When the mowers went TO NOW,
What home we built together
What babes we watched together,
What plans we planned together,
While the skies were all aglow!
In the rainy Autumn weather,
NV love, YOU know,
When the winds began to blow,
What tears we shed together.
What mounds we heaped together,
What hopes We lost together
When we laid our darlngs low!
In the wild and Wintry weather,
NV love. YOU know,
With our heads as white as snow,
What prayers wo pray together,
What fears we share together,
What heaven we seek together
For our time has come To 90!
"a FRIEND IN NEED Is A FRIEND INDEED"
The old Taft tavern had for sign,
A faded fagon of painted wine.
NTH mOuldy motto that meant 10 read
"a friend in need Is a friend indeed"
When farmer fisher and hunter were there,
TO mingle their mirth, or kill their CARE
However they wrangled, IN tins they agreed;
A friend IN need Is friend indeed"
They drank to the tavernsigu one day.
Till mugs of pewter and pipes of clay
"A friend in need Is friend indeed"
"Then here's to the truest of friends !" said one
"What friend hath hunter so true as his gun
III renders him service with uttermost speed:
\ friend III need is friend indeed
but what if thy powder, nv lad, be weti
No fair-weather friend is fisherinan's net!
Mine earneth lie many tankard Of mead:
a friend IN need is a friend indeed.'
vi.
"Thy gun is slayer-thy net is snare;
OF friends so bloody and crafty beware!
The plough lit toileh the hungry to feed:
"A friend ia need is friend indeed"
VII.
Then. humping the table they said with laugh,
" Now who shall decide it but Grandfather Tan 3
For he is the landlord who lives by the creed,
"A friend III need Is "a friend indeed"
VIII.
"Say which is n mans best friend?' they cried,
"The gun or the net or the plough f-Decide =
The young should unto the old give heed;
"A friend in need is friend indeed
"what fools" cried the patriarch. young men
drink 20 the bnxom maid of the bar.
Whom to the altar tomorrow shall lead
"A friend III need Il friend indeed
THE KING OF THULE.
From ne German Of Goethe
There was king in Thule
Who loved, with all his soul,
His leman who. in dying.
Gave him golden bowl.
Beyond all other treasures
This goblet did he prize,-
And when ut icasts be flledt,
The tears swan III his eyes,
III.
Then, feeling death approaching,
His towns he counted up.
And gave his heir the kingdom
But not the golden cupl
lie made feast right royal,
And with hIs knights sat he
In the high hall of bis fathers,
In the Castle by the Sea.
There drank the old carouser
His last draught, red as blood,
Aud then the hallowed tlagOn
Flung down into the Hood.
lie watched il plunge. and settle,
And SINK deep IN the sea-
And with II sank his eyeds,
Aud never more drank hel
TIE ARrLEsS ART.
sang my lady many lay
TO win her bv the music IN II,
But word aud tune were thrown away,
III. haply on a morn IN May,
chanced 10 hear singing hnnet.
Now many bird Of brighter coat
May plume himself or his apparel
But never in waIblers throat
Was trIlled q more enchanting note
Than quivered in that hnnets carol.
Ill.
"Oh tiny. passion tortured thing.
Thy song" quOth j. - hath all ats rapture
Because thou amorously dost sing
In these, the wOOng days of Spring
Thy yelyet-maDtled mate 10 capture.
Nv.
with song like thine, o bonny bird
II could sing il half so sweetly,
Then. baply, If my lady heard,
Her stony bosom would be stirred.
And would win her love completely.
v.
$50 implore thee to impart
Unto thy rnder brothei-pOet
The secret OF the sOngful art
To charm a lady's naughty heart
Till on the singer she bestow it,"
VI
"No art is mine 10 tell thee or
The sOngster sand, " for disdain it:
Go ask the robin-ask the dove
Ask every bird that SINGS of love:
We ieel il, but never feign II.
ssThen 90 and WOO song-birds do.
Who from tho seed-time TO the sickle,
Love faithfully The season through,