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In vaiu do we search the annals of crime For so moustrous a thief as oíd Father lime; Still uo earthly being can boast ol the po%ver To hold the oid robber in bondage au huur. Onward he marches at furious pace, Never balling a moment in Ihe terrible race, And this hoary old monster is only content When on errauds of pluuaer hls lootsteps are bent. He robs us or beauty, of youth and ofgrace, He bows the fair foi-m and disligures the fuce, His footmarks leave deeper their impress a f li ( 1 íi. V And he turns the brown locks and the goldeu to gray. He pauses not in his hasty career To couut o'er his treasures at the close of tbe He moves bravely onward new victories to meet, _. , ,_ Scarcely viewlng tüe tropuies ui ire at uin feet. His mtirderous scjthe liever re.sts in the He mows thousands d'iwn at ooe pestlleiit Hewill reiRQ in the future as he has iu the He hasfswept all before him and wlll 10 tlie last. Through ages eternal this monarch wlll wend His way flrcely ouward, for his years never Aud lesions of angels with their pencils and scrolls Will measure the space as the car onward rolls.