Omnia magna cadunt. Inter soluti gaudia pectoris Arce sedens dominatur orbem, Ultor securim praeparat. Omnia En qua per agros sparsa mapalia Mole nimis locuples superbit, Mansura paullum: mox cadit obruta Qvam vestit auctumnus colore Quando et sodalem pectore sedulo Fluxus Amor properat tenebras. Qvaecumqve nobis sunt data munera Urgentur; indefessa longo Sola fides stabilitur aevo. H. J. H. Christian Warfare. Soldier, go-but not to claim Mouldering spoils of earth-born treasure, Not to build a vaunting name, Not to dwell in tents of pleasure; Dream not that the way is smooth, Thou hast sterner work to do, Hosts to cut thy passage through; Close behind thee gulfs are burning: Forward-there is no returning. Soldier, rest-but not for thee Girded, grasping sword and shield: Those thou canst not name or number Soldier, rise-the war is done: Lo, the hosts of hell are flying; 'Twas thy Lord the battle won; Jesus vanquished them by dying. Sic itur ad Astra. Incipe, miles, iter: sed ne terrestria quaeras Tempore non ullo deseruisse licet. Somnos carpe, velut pugnam introiturus, in armis, Inpiger, et clipeo cinctus et ense latus. Illi, qveis numerus non est, qveis nomina desunt, Invadunt tacito somnia fracta gradu. Surge adeo, miles, confecto munere belli: En agitat rapidam turba nefanda fugam. Dux tuus infernas fraudes devicit: Iesus Morte sua victo victor ab hoste redit. M M Pass the stream-before thee lies Soldier, lay thy weapons down, Quit the sword, and take the crown; Triumph! all thy foes are banished, Death is slain, and earth has vanished. CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH. Heaven. This world is all a fleeting show, There's nothing true but Heaven. And false the light on glory's plume And love, and hope, and beauty's bloom, Poor wanderers of a stormy day, And fancy's flash and reason's ray MOORE. Traiice iam fluvium: patet en tibi lata per arva Necte comas: hostes rapuit fuga: mortua Mors est: In nihilum tellus, unde creata, redit. Caelum. Vita fugaci pompae similis Splendet inani Gloria crista, Nos obeuntes deforme fretum Placidi nihil est nisi caelum. R. B. K. |