The Massachusetts spy, and Worcester County advertiser. [volume] ([Worcester, Mass.]) 1825-1831, 1825-06-29

THE ORPHANS.

THE ORPHANS.
My chaise the village inn did gain,
Just as the setting SUMS last ray
Tipt with refulgeut gold the vane
OF the old church across the way.
Across the way silent sped,
The time till supper to beguile,
In moralizing DER the dead,
That moulder'd round the ancient pile.
There many humble green grave show'd
Where want, and pain, and toll did rest;
And many a fiattering stone view'G,
O'er those who once had wealth possessed.
A faded beach its shadow brown
Threw DER a grave where sorrow slept,
On which, though scarce with grass o'ergrown
Two ragged children sat and wept.
A piece Of bread between them lay,
Which neither seem'd inclin'd to take:
And yet they look'd so much prey
To want, it made my heart to ache.
g My little children, let me know
Why you in such distress appear;
And why you, wasteful, from you throw
That bread, which many heart would cheer
The little boy, in accent sweet,
Replied. whilst tears each other chased,
IS Lady, we've not enough TO eat,
But sister Mary's naughty grown,
And will not eat, whate'er say,
Though sure am the breads her own,
And she has tasted none to-day.n
Indeed, 1.-THE wan, st4ry'd Mary said,}
Till Henry eats, I'll eat no more;
For yesterday got some bread
He's had none since the day before.''
My heart did swell. my bosom hsaye,
ell Al \. ~ e
silent sat upon the grave,
And press'da clay-coid hand of each.
With looks that told tale of woe,
With looks that spoke grateful heart,
The shiv'rng boy did nearer draw,
And thus the tale of woe impart.
g Before my father went away,
Enfield by bad men DER the sea,
Sister and did nought but play
We liv'd beside yon great ash tree.
And then poor mother did so cry,
And look'd so chang'd cannot tell;
She told US that sne soon should die,
And babe us love each other we'll.
She said that when the war is DER,
Perhaps we might our father see
But if we never saw him more,
That God our father then would be.
She kiss'd US both, and then she died,
And we no more mother have
Here many day we sat and cried
Together on poor mothers grave.
But when our father came not here.
thought, If we could find the sea,
We should be sure TO meet him there,
And once again should happy be.
We hard ia hand went many mile,
And ask'6 our way of all we Ret,
And some did sigh, and some did smile,
And we of some did victuals get.
But when we reach'd the sea and found
Twas one great water round us spread.
We thought that father sure was drown,d.
And cried, and wish'd US both were dead.
So we return'd to mothers grave,
And only long with her TO be!
For Goody; when this bread she gave,
Said, father died beyond the sea.
Then, since no parents have we here,
Wen go and seek for God around;
Lady, pray can you tell Us where
That God, our father, may be found?
He lives in heaven, -mother said,
And Goody says that mothers there
So if she thinks we want his aid,
think, perhaps she'll send him here's
clasp'd the prattlers to my breast,
And said, "Come both and live with me-
III clothe ye, feed ye, give ye rest,
And will second mother be,
And Ged will be your father still;
,TwA he in mercy sent me here
Toteach you TO obey his will,
Your steps to guide, your hearts to cheer"