Alfred Marmaduke Hobby

“ Whose struggling ray breaks thro’ the gleam at last,
And tells its silver beam, “the storm is past”—
As hails the mariner that sign above,
With heart of gratitude and prayer of love—
So greets thy coming does the soldier here,
Whose thankful heart speaks thro’ the grateful tear;
He feels that thou art sent for man to see
How near an angel can a woman be. ”

“ Come fill to the brim, let us drink to the day,
Old memories back it will bring,
One bumper, to banish life’s winter away,
Then back again to its glorious spring.
Old age shall be cheered at the banquet of mirth,
As love lighted vision arise.
Like blooms that are hidden, will spring from the earth,
When woed by the smile of the skies. ”