New-York tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1841-1842, 1841-04-30
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nj :; Toz,nda Pa April eth Helen Mar ~ie Oh ' =, ,,,
: and Youngest daughter of Col Joseph Kins'eary
d 3 mosshs- .L.,e.s
IT !, the JOYOUS spring time. There "a o''ga'"e''
In everv cloud that floats along tho SKY ,.,ess
MI, saIJ: have Yielded up tner robes OF "hLs'
Far the green vesture which So sads ne s,c,-
Md ,be low budding shrubs fair BIRDS az 49,
,L-ili.r welcome the bright HiHS
cf, s,rans of music every breeze IS ! olnsto ..-s
0'i "a loads OF fragrance from the forest oo"e''
..d $, it, stricken bride and mother,
LI1.e in thy shrsud-earths winter nov. Is ;ne
- pr. thou st seenthou ii ne oen9!d aao'Ae'
bI1sn' sP. as's unnurber glores thee SHINE.
LIZ IL ,asulied beart hath ceased It's oesnas'
my ny. wd ;a. wee, mss;c we shall! hear no more
NJ Lance Of thine shall answer Love 'o,d gse''7'
Gentles; and best-tny race on ear'h &c ei'
Gone from hast thou in thy young exl ns h. III,
Beloved and loving, priced and H'onrnea =. a.
CO ore Inv heart had felt the sad resistance eu
0fcares which ever ircrs Times hand d0:l , Ia.
Gone while the morning OF thy hopes "s 49, % I'd
While blessings thy every pain WEI !; Sb,e,,
Come While Inv step amid earths flowers was
To sleen The dreamess suInbcr OF the oeao'
ye,en beloved thou coads not dream WINE n'ins'
WIZ, ,,op;sh Inv untirney fate must BRING
Sone do,rng hearts-to Life orlsRt Pc'1ie s'7
The nnvaryng blackness OF the raven wing
~. ,hss h.ye fallen drops Of such wild sorrow
IA fall but once upon the souiiess aust;
" Such as can scarce one ray OF comfort oo'Io"
From the rich treasures al a neaveh!y ''us''
Vet WHY beside thine ashes fondy fingers .ho-.
L,c II
,,,tar p a sneaks-Deaths cold, e6acing fingers
Keeps not the gem that made my lp or 81 Luz
7, ba,i brighter, hoer, higher evening, -,
Rourdless eternal, formed by Goa own NAM
49, day and night the cherub choir is swelling
A welcome home many pilgrim band
coo. ANGEL thou art with the ransom d daughters
az our dear Lord rejoicing in his sight;
ocb;sr INV souls deep thirst with Life clear waters
rrowped with the wreath whose flowers are oahee III
Hsppier oh happier far, than vixen IN beauty l"s"'
Thou s,ood'st thy lov'd ones manly form beside
Whispering to him the OF love and duty
For now thou art the blessed SAyIoRs BRIDE
And dos thou. in tiny faroif home Of glory,
S,;ll think of those whs earth SO dear
Lingers in memory LIES short, htul story
Mid the high Joys Of that eerna! sphere
Yes: Love is ouenchless. deathcss. ne eriorsetinS
Heaven its home, for God himself Is love:
A sun which riseth but hath ne er set,iAg
thought which through nil space and time doth move
Fixed and YET olnnipresent. like HIS spirit,
Its life and source, unseen, yet seeing all,
All bliss all knowledge, doth 1t there inherit
And all the Past its wondrous powers recall!
Oh We sad laeurAers, bowed ana orokcnsea!tGd'
Lift up your heads redemption draweth nigh!
Scarce hath YOUR idol from your side departed,
Earth's mist but wells her form from mortal eye
Still in YOUR midst at times her spirit uoveth;
To YOUR dark souls. her voice shall whisper peace,
When calm submission 10 Gods dealing proyeth
IT'S time the chastenings of His hand should cease.
Then will she whisper lessons sweet and holy,
To wean YOU from the oil lite away
And lead YOU n.y. with souls subduc1 and lowly,
The path which cndeth in uncoudcd day.