Thomas Bracken poems

Thomas Bracken(21 December 1843 - 16 February 1898 / Clones, County Monaghan)
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God Defend New Zealand

- by Thomas Bracken 328

O Lord, God,
of nations and of us too
Listen to us,
Cherish us
Let goodness flourish,
May your blessings flow.
Defend
Aotearoa

Let all people,
Red skin, white skin
Maori, Pakeha,
Gather before you
May all our wrongs, we pray,
Be forgiven
So that we might say long live,
Aotearoa

May it be forever prestigious,
May it go from strength to strength
May its fame spread
Far and wide,
Let not strife
Nor dissension ensue,
May it ever be great
Aotearoa

Let its territory,
Be ever enlightened
Throughout the land,
Let envy and dissension
Be dispelled,
Let peace reign
Over
Aotearoa.

Let its good features endure,
Let righteousness and honesty
Prevail,
Among the people of God
Let it never be ashamed,
But rather let its name be known
Thereby becoming the model to emulate
Aotearoa.

E Ihowa Atua, (Ihoa)
O ng? iwi m?tou r?,
?ta whakarongona;
Me aroha noa.
Kia hua ko te pai;
Kia tau t? atawhai;
Manaakitia mai
Aotearoa.

?na mano t?ngata
Kiri whero, kiri m?,
Iwi M?ori P?keh?
Rüpeke katoa,
Nei ka tono ko ng? h?
M?u e whakaahu k?,
Kia ora m?rire
Aotearoa.

T?na mana kia tü!
T?na kaha kia ü;
Tona rongo hei paku
Ki te ao katoa
Aua rawa ng? whawhai,
Ng? tutu a tata mai;
Kia tupu nui ai
Aotearoa.

Waiho t?na takiw?
Ko te ao m?rama;
Kia whiti t?na r?
Tai?whio noa.
Ko te hae me te ngangau
Meinga kia kore kau;
Waiho i te rongo mau
Aotearoa.

T?na pai me toitü;
Tika rawa, pono pü;
T?na noho, t?na tü;
Iwi n? Ihoa.
Kaua m?na whakam?;
Kia hau te ingoa;
Kia tü hei tauira;
Aotearoa.

Pax Vobiscum

- by Thomas Bracken 22

IN a forest, far away,
One small creeklet, day by day,
Murmurs only this sad lay:
‘Peace be with thee, Lilian.'

One old box-tree bends his head,
One broad wattle shades her bed,
One lone magpie mourns the dead:
‘Peace be with thee, Lilian.'

Echoes come on every breeze,
Sighing through the ancient trees,
Whisp'ring in their melodies:
‘Peace be with thee, Lilian.'

Mellow sunbeams, morn and eve,
Quick to come and slow to leave,
Kiss the quilt where daisies weave
Rich designs o'er Lilian.

When the dying blossoms cling
To the skirts of parting Spring,
Wattle-boughs and branches fling
Showers of gold o'er Lilian.

When the Summer moon mounts high,
Queen of all the speckless sky,
Shafts of silver softly lie
O'er the grave of Lilian.

Mystic midnight voices melt
Through each leafy bower and belt,
Round the spot where friends have knelt—
‘Peace be with thee, Lilian.'

Far away from town and tower,
Sleeping in a leafy bower,
Withered lies the forest flower—
‘Peace be with thee, Lilian.'

There, where passions ne'er intrude,
There, where Nature has imbued
With her sweets the solitude,
Rests the form of Lilian.

Dear old forest o'er the sea,
Home of Nature's euphony,
Pour thy requiem psalmody
O'er the grave of Lilian.

Guard that daisy-quilted sod:
Thou hast there no common clod;
Keep her ashes safe; for God
Makes but few like Lilian.

Sceptics ask me: ‘Is that clay
In the forest far away
Part of her?'—I only say:
‘Flow'rets breathe out Lilian;

‘From her grave their sweets mount high—
Love and beauty never die—
Sun and stars, earth, sea and sky
All partake of Lilian.

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