Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1829-09-03


sweetest music ! had sern Those little hands
about her like teudt.ls fuund The parent stem.
But nov h,r blessing. her youngest. lo.eiies.
slept, MOI on the soii bosom ola moiher's ten
derness, bui with the quiet dead. That vice
was hustled aud silent ~ an nLstlung hnrp
Death j aih how lovely canst thou be
Though pale aud lfeless, II wore a smile pas.
sioniess aud lure as the cherub of immortality
lit had nothing vi the corpse about II hut ia
whitencss--nothing oflhe grave but its siill0ess.
So beautiful he seemed, like the lamb deck Ell
with a ilowrry garland for the sacrifice. could
fam have laid Town by It's side. IN the cold bo-
som oi our common mo her, on the dark nad
silent hill
Thou weepest. fond muiher--Ah well ihon
mayest. Hard is Il for Thee 90 lay thy loved
one low in the damp earth. beneath the cold
clnds of the valey--hnrd Is IL 10 reflect that
this. thy child ofpeertss braulv. will never
more raise its rosy lips TO Time, in all thu
iondnrss of childhood's warm affection. All |!
these are rceulleeuons TINT weigh upon the
soul, even tn ovrfpowering Memory tells thee
thnu art .desoaic IT tells of tho sweet wild
threbbings Of unspeakahie bliss, TINT were
there when softly soating him to lumber aud
repose. Now, the foliage OF the " ,IIow will he
his shelter, and the narrow honse his abiding
place--lhe nursery will no more resonnd with
his gladsome mir,h--,he cradle in which II had
SO OH opposed IN quiet, Is nav desolate.
Thou weepeat, t0ad mother.
The last look. The tims is come when she
may gaze once more on her sleeping boy. when
the pail is placed upon IL ifeiess brow. Oh
the hitter agony OF THAT moment one long
bnIoing Kiss upon his marble forehead,
and he Is shut from heryiew.
No more, dearest boy, shnlt thou lie
With d,owsy smile aud bali.shu, eye.
Pillowd upon thy mothers breast,
Serenely sihking into rest
For God hath laid thee down 10 sleep,
Like pure pearl beneath the deep.
Look abroad, fond mother, on The wisdom of
sninl men, and blame no more that God who
mace thy child an angel in the regions Of
bliss Nnw, his song mingles with the thanks
giving Of the blessed sancifed. safe aud Sc.
cure nom the stormy blast oil iniquily, with
MN Who is hom everlasting.
train oil weeping friends gathered around
fresi dug z ave. The cuiin was lowered in
10 lis lnai resting place. in thai vale OF solitude
aud silence ; the spirit oil i'm who was so love-
u bad long ere this, crossed The dark waters.
and is s,iely landed upon the fowery coast OF
IA world OF ladeiess bloom.
In rain in VAN | looked around
H. has gone to the cold, cold grave
That lovely form lies in the ground,
Which mother could not save
II left is mothers tender breast,
10 lie on the earth dark bed
And here my lovely babe doth resi-,
Among the silent dead
Aud have they laid thee here my child
Here had thy L, antcons face
Aud is this spot so lone aud wild
Thy last sad resting place
Bni rise my fancy from the tomb.
Ascend by faith on highs
Behold INV lovely now'ret bloom,
SO bright nmid the sky.
Behold the Saviour, bless aud hail
lis angel spirit there
Aud lei that soothing thought prevail,
To Danish dread despair.
c.
New Glasgow, Amherst CITY. Aug. 25.