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POEMS.

Wondering I stood beside his knee,
(For scarcely higher reached my head,)
And pictures of those heroes dead
From boyhood still remain to me,
And tales now half-forgotten lie
Dimly within my memory,
As 'neath the snow sleeps in its seed
The lily, when its flower is fled.

Peace to his ashes ! they repose
Long since within the quiet earth.
The saga his ; take it, O North,
And weep with me o'er Axel's woes !
But 'gainst the old man's words of flame
My simple rhymes must needs be tame.

The mighty monarch lay at Bender ;
His wasted lands had no defender,
Disgraced his name, so glorious late,
And as a wounded champion yet