THE SUITORS.. WEALTH Sought the bower of Beauty, Just then, Love, Health and Duty Wealth such a cordial welcome met, So Duty shunn'd the gay coquette, Love, pouting, took French leave. Old Time, the friend of Duty, Next call'd to see the fair; He laid his hand on Beauty, And left her in despair. Wealth vanish'd!-Last went rosy Health And she was doom'd to prove, That those who Duty slight for Wealth, Can never hope for Love Ah, no Can never hope for Love. THE CARRIER-DOVE. WHILE before St. Agnes' shrine Knelt a true knight's lady-love, From the wars of Palestine Came a gentle carrier-dove. Round his neck a silken string At her call he stoop'd his wing, She, like one enchanted, pored For the lady loved her lord With a pure devoted soul. To her heart the dove she drew, While she traced the burning line, Then away the minion flew Back to sainted Palestine. To and fro, from hand to hand Came and went the carrier-dove, Till throughout the holy land War resign'd his sword to Love. Swift the dove on wings of light, Brought the news from Palestine, And the lady her true knight WESTERN REFRAIN. DROOP not, brothers! As we go, O'er the mountains, Westward ho! Under boughs of misletoe, Log-huts we'll rear, While herds of deer and buffalo, Furnish the cheer. File o'er the mountains-steady, boys! For game afar We have our rifles ready, boys! Aha! Throw care to the winds, Like chaff, boys!-ha! And join in the laugh. boys— Hah-hah-hah. Cheer up, brothers! As we go, O'er the mountains, Westward ho! When we've wood and prairie land, Won by our toil, We'll reign like kings in fairy-land, Lords of the soil! Then westward ho! in legions, boys, Fair freedom's star Points to her sunset regions, boys! Aha! Throw care to the winds, Like chaff, boys, ha! And join in the laugh, boys— Hah-hah-hah. |