A CHRISTMAS OR NEW YEAR'S HYMN

" S.O.S! " the Cocos said,
" S.O.S! — S.O.S!
S.O.S " the Cocos said,
" S.O.S!
Strange war-ship at the Entrance. "

And we see, from off the land,
Cloud in bigness of a hand —
Bigness of a Strong Man's Hand —
Rise and darken and expand;
Growing denser and more dense
(Showing Man's Omnipotence)
Like a Crime or its Expense,
Or like Vengeance, or a Crime —
'Tis the Sydney racing Time.

I

We wind wreaths of holly
For Randolph Bourne,
We hang bitter-sweet for remembrance;
We make a song of wind in pines ...

Wind in pines
Is winter's song, anthem of death,
And winter's child
Is gathered in the green hemlock arms
And sung to rest ...

Sung to rest ...
Waif of the storm
And world-bruised wanderer ...
Sung to rest ...

Sung to rest in our living hearts,
We receive him,
Winding our wreaths of holly
For Randolph Bourne.

I see your vertues, and I wonder not,
Admired Sir, that you so by have got,
Many faire graces fixed in your brest,
Ever have vowd on high to make you rest;
Suming you by , because you by deserve

Honours requitall, if here will not serve,
Vertues have vowd to sume you so on high,
Making your name last to eternity,
Entring your soule in Heaven most gloriously.

Gorgeous indeed the same is which you sent ,
Evermore still in vertuous steps who went;
O you who alwayes walk in gorgeous trace,
Rightly i'th end do geta gorgeous race.
Greatly your vertues so you make excell,
In which respect Fame forth your fame will tell;
Vertue enjoynes that you who gorgeously
Shew vertue forth, should have your fame on hie.

Set forward still, and still sexd gorgeous raies,
Encouraging the Poets you to praise;
That so you who do live in vertues path,
On honour'd Trophies may live still and laugh:

Rightly indeed your Marble Innocence,
O unexampled Peere, shews your defence,
Best plac'd in vertue is who purest white,
Ever but darkly figures, to speak right;
Rightly the firmnes of the Marble shewes
The constancy, your vertuous heart pursues:
Exhert then Sir by your example well ,

More then some Pulpit-Preacher, who can tell
A thousand things, but practiseth not one;
Xerxes his itomack in you well is showne,
With you remaineth Xenophous prudence,
Entred upon your Marble innocence:
Live still, and Marble innocence shall be

In vertues path yon hurry on so well,
O honour'd Peere, that rarely you excell;
Hurried forward in zeales chariot still.
Now he that hurries with an ardent will,

Making direct steps unto vertue high,
Vertue will make him hurry presently;
Raysing him up in honour to transcend,
Rightly whose steps did so to vertue rend:
And you who hurried on in vertues way,
Yet higher still to honour hurry may .

I do remaine , implies your nature still,
A bides the same, and evermore so will;
Much what the same as heretofore you were,
Ever as fast and firme true love you beare,
Se then who doth your nature, well may be

Encouraged good Peere to seek to thee,
Remaining truly nobly minded still.
Seek then to you we may, who with good will,
Keep ever still a mind most nobly bent,
Ever to help the honest innocent:
In you, you then seeing such a noble mind,
Noble brave Earle, the muses me enjoyn'd,
Ev'n seeing you to seek, remaining kind.

Ah noble Alexander , you are coming
Lively indeed, you get the goale by running ;
Ever ful well you in your life expresse
Xerxes the Persian, whose great manlinesse.
An Emperour of Persia placed him.
Now Sir, your worth being of like esteem,
Doubtles may very well obtaine the goale,
Endeavouring the same with noble soule;
Run in your race untill the same you win.

Charity too excelling man be seen,
Vertuously unto the life exprest,
Nobly retained in your noble brest;
Now run on thus, and man excelling well

Gorgeous cleare Sainct your many vertues make,
Each one that sees you, Noble Sir, you take,
On you Pourtraied is unto the life,
Rightly a spirit meeke without all strife,
Graced with fortitude that nobly prest,
Innated is within your noble brest,
Very much understanding in you dwels,
Sapience too your honour that excels.

So innocence within you doth abound,
Admiredly, ther's few are like you found,
In faith you set a sample who divine,
Not without hope upon the earth doth shine,
Charity too that those may sound be thought

It is your hap who vertue love so well,
On high to be, because you high excell,
High vertues you doe love, there place your heart.
Notable great reward that will impart.

Kend you have vertue that will bring about,
Eternall honour you shall have throughout.
Now you love vertue, afterwards twill be,
Eternall high advance will fall to thee:
Decreed is honour, noble Keneday ,
According to your worth on you to stay,
Your many vertues shall ken one by day .