POETRY.
KOSSOVO DAY.
("For an Angel of Peace, a faithful gum, a saantlan cd our golds and bod!es, !el ns aak the Lora."---Serbian Liturgy.]
TO SERBIA, IN EXILE.
Yous land lies hushed in grief ; seven months ago
Glad Hope, expectant, died in bitter pain.
Wrapt in a wintry shroud of pitiful rain
A stricken country mourned her Dead. Yet know
That from a thousand holy fanes below Rises the mighty voice of prayer : "Sustain, 0 God, these hearts by sorrow rent in twain, Bearing the burden of a Nation's won.
0 God, the God of comfort, and the sole Defence of Kings and Keeper, grant them yet Shelter and health, salvation and release' ; Though, from afar, the noise of battle roll, Bid mighty Love environ them, and set One sentinel—the Angel of Thy Peace."
E. M. JACKSON MASON.
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