CANADIAN BALLADS,

AND

OCCASIONAL VERSES.

By Thomas D’Arcy McGee


 

GOD BE PRAISED.



I.
 


I am young and I love labour,
                                           God be praised!
I have many a kindly neighbour,
                                           God be praised!
I’ve a wife—my whole love bought her,

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And a little prattling daughter,
With eyes blue as ocean water,
                                           God be praised!


II.
 


Care or guilt have not deformed me,
                                           God be praised!

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Tasks and trials but informed me,
                                           God be praised!
I have been no base self-seeker;
With the mildest I am meeker;
I have made no brother weaker.

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                                           God be praised! [Page 81]


III.
 


I have dreamt youth’s dreams elysian,
                                           God be praised!
And for many an unreal vision,
                                           God be praised!

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But of manhood’s lesson’s sterner
Long I’ve been a patient learner,
And now wear with ease life’s armour,
                                           God be praised!


IV.
 


The world is not all evil,

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                                           God be praised!
It must amend if we will,
                                           God be praised!
Healing vervain oft we find
With fell hemlock intertwined;

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Hate, not Love, was born blind,
                                           God be praised!


V.
 


Calm night to day is neighbour,
                                           God be praised!
So rest succeeds to labour,

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                                           God be praised!
By deeds not days lives number,
Time’s conquerors still slumber,
Their own master-pieces under,
                                           God be praised! [Page 82]

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VI.
 


Time to the skeptic calleth,
                                           God be praised!
Swift as the star that falleth,
                                           God be praised!
On Time’s ever onward river

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Let us launch some high endeavour,
That may sail the seas for ever,
                                           To God’s praise! [Page 83]