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

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Text Appearing Before Image: y wisterias blossom it shall set. With Ischias shades to lull it to repose;And tho I leave thee, perhaps forever, yetThy varied charms are such the mind doth not forget. 167 SHRINES OLD AND NEW ccxv. But we are fickle creatures, and we range In search of the great unattainable;Rarely content and always seeking change, And often barter great things for the small. And life glides on and our ambitions pall;Our energies decline, our once keen zest, And foiled, we see too late that after allFruitless has been that restless wandering quest—That which we left behind has proved to be the best! ccxvi. And so my tale is told, my task is done; My Western home, again I yearn for thee;Thou standest well in the comparison With all these ancient lands beyond the sea, In nations manhood, young and strong and free.And if I kindle in some soul a flame Of patriot zeal who scans my minstrelsy,My guerdon won, tho in the years my nameBe all unworthy of and all unknown to fame. Naples, April ig, igi2. l68

Text Appearing After Image: ni •o <) 1) 1—1 o -4—1 o en o 5 OJ c- u. Oh o ci3 U CO ^ & O iJ S.5 I Poems and Sonnets TO A ROSE Which the author plucked in Popes garden at Twickenham. Thou fair red rose, unfolding late to view, Famd emblem of the old Lancastrian kings; How the tradition of this garden flingsAround thee, sparkling with October dew,A mellowd fragrance, given alone to you Away above all common budding things! How ist thou hast escaped the ravishingsOf visitors? nor do thy petals strewYet the box-bordered pathway where I tread. And as I pluck thee on this autumn day,Methinks thy perfume savors of the timeWhen the great bard mid these surroundings led With grace and culture the refined and gay.And charmed the muse with sweet transcendentrhyme. Twickenham, Oct. 7, igii.9 171 SHRINES OLD AND NEW SUNSET AT HYERES. Where Alpine foothills meet the sapphire blue Of that Algerian-tempered, classic sea, Whose triremes once made Roman history;Where violets mirror deep their wondrous hueIn the cerul

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