Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1841-02-11

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For The Herald Of he Time
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SACRED TO TIE MEMORY or
MISS NARY q. T. LYON.
There's not joy the world can giSs
Like that II lakes away. BrRe
see thee stilli
Thou arl not IN the grave confined
Death cannOt claim the Immortal mind
Let earth close o'er its sacred trust,
Bui goodness dies not in the dusIi
Thee, oh iny sisier, Ills not thee
Beneath the coih's I'D seej
Thou 10 n tiirer land art gonei
There. let me hope, my journey DONE
To see thee still tHAsLLs nfEAspi
gaze on yonder gliiterlng stars.
Set IN the azure vault on high,
And smile benrulh the silver rays
The moon casts DER the cloudess shy
Wrapi in the mystery OF thought,
pass the silent hours sway,
Unconscious Of the ii ghI OF time,
Tili reused by the returning dAyi
feel while gazing on this scene
Ornatures iiiirest loyeline,s,
That it all moehs our idle dreams
oflastins earthly happiness
White nature, al and all consprr,
10 nmhe our pilgrimage 30 bright,
The ialtpet foWer IL blasted--des,
The bloom returns TO fields Of light.
The brightest fsrest, end the best,
Like wandering stars, drop down 10 earth,
Hume our pathway, win our love,
Then leave ~ 10 lamen, their birth
The good aud those wo dearly love,
Are early wrnpl Ia deaths embrace.
While naughI that earth affords can .',r
Supply our friends vacated place.
The wicked and the worthless live,
And prosper 10 green old age
Slight disappontmen,s have they here,
Few griefs the world cannot a,suags:
But oh, when death bears Off frisnd.
Beloved as the one we mourn,
We feel the whhcriug blight indeed,
And weep uuJ s!sL-but she is gone
Gone In 'he prime Of life, while grace,
Anu iotc and goodness shbne sublime,
Gone, like the budding rose, TO shed
a perfume in holicr cjimej
she seemed seraph lost from home,
Aud wandering through the ether sphere,
Pleased with The G.iry scenes Of earth,
She paused to learn our business here.
bui soon the hacyon day was o'er,.-
kindred spirit called her hence,
Dnc tear she shel-alas, twas o'cr,-
Remembrance Is our recompenst!
Ilcr crimson checks ARE pale IN dehth,
iler sparkling eyes are closed-'tis DER,
1he beanteous form sleeps calmly on,
The one We loved cnn love no more
May lie who j. the widows friend,
support thee, MoTHFg, ~ thy grief;--
Learn that lhe Girest things Of earth,
Al hest nre Irausitnt and but bricfi
hnd though thine earthly comforts hes.
Lht tender fowecs before the sun,
promise, rich indeed, is thine,
Re-uaion when nGu's work Is done
And sisTFps, oh know Thy loss.
l feel how ute!ess 'tis 10 speak,
The Offering that bring at best
l. irpgile, humble, far too weak
Oh could my hearts warm sympathiesi
Du, tell the feeling buried there,
These words were Ihen 10 revcre,
Affections stream would flow l0re'-r!
And Oh wha: anguish rents the heart,
ornrM whose all is in the grave
What words Cau now be spoke to him,
what consolation can he have
May he ROW raise II trusting eye
TO God whose cause he soon will prcsch.
May this severe allicton then
serious, holy lesson teach
a. lie proclalms The y ord Of life,
Aud warns the wicked to repent.
To seek for refuge in that house.
Where deaths drend scourgo Is revet sent,
May This, his first niIliciion MI
Ills yhuihiul heart With ,eaiousners;
That he may f,thfnlly arouse
VAIN, thOughilrss men lrom sInfunea.
I've dreamed moment, md wakei
10 see the sun in splendor rise,
10 cloud is ihere-no spcck 10 stain
The blue tmpytcai arch'ng skies
smiled bat nh, the smile Is He'd,
Remembrance Giithfil to our need,
Recalls the scenes OF yesterday,
Aud natures firmntss yields indeed
One llope wo have that after death
Hath lrih Us by her peaceful side.
We from corrnploB's grasp may rise,
To joys bcy 0hd the swelling lidcj
Yes, ro may meet oar yhutIul friend
In heaven nhere earthly troubles cease.
And greeting each with WARM embrace,
Forever live mud love in peace.
eFiRiT or LiGuT now freed from eiayl
Wherever thou basi gone To dwell,
Since tha strong earthly tie Is broke.
q fare thee, fare thee, ruc thee we'll
We Yet mny meet hey ond the grave,
And tunes Of praise and triumph swell
Ia, oh ifnot, hind spirit then,
From OF this strand, rAuE, FARE THEE WEI
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