New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1842-11-16
And the kind .h.l,s, ,bs, found beside her.

And the kind shelter that found beside heEi
BY some mysterious agency expanded
Over my life and soul, which IN tne "of'a
Had known no haven from its s,rifes and storms.
A wear nassed on. ard as the early flowers
We're budding in their beauty, we were welded.
Strange was the history OF our love Ill then
lie, i linger with her in the tomb,
Where. in my lifetime am chained to death
| Five winters and Blk summers have gone by,
| Made all one summer BY her love and virtue,
And when once more the shill November blasts
| Shriek in Inc skies, God takes her to himself
Iheard the night with solemn pace depart
A day Of gloom. with withered garlands crowned.
Tread on her garments she moved away
! gatherd few autuTnn flowers for her,
Flowers she had reared with gentlest bend for me,
And placed the parting gift upon hee bier.
Her scarce-closed eye still seemed to look a, me-,
Thanking me kindly for the recollection
But now no tears gushed out to answer her,
The fountain was dried up, at length, for Hope
The false wild hope she would come back to me
Stole in The darkness from my side. and left
Blu, utter hopeles.Dess and desolaton.
Nj chiidren-my poor dren!-knelt beside me
severd from her glossy auburn tresses,
For them and me- frah memorial
To wear upon our hearts rich treasure,
rn, our own times come 10 leave the world.
They who had known her in her early years
And KEEP, their feelings fresh in after time,
And some who only knew her as the
Who was the object of my earthly worship.
Approached to look last and sad farewell.
Then all kneeled down and heard Gods minister
Rchearse the solemn service for the dead
And then. oh. dearest. You were yelled forever
From those who loved you and from those you loved
gazed with desperate calmness on the scene,
Exhausted was the fountain Of my tears.
NV heart was crushed by its dread weight Of voc.
Out Of the city in quiet vault,
Where her dead mother had before her gone,
Ny wife and only son were laid together
4 son Of prayers, who looked upon the world.
Raised for a moment TO his lips the cup
Which held life's bitter waters, sat it down,
And unto Heaven returned, pure as ne came.
The drapery of Death is now about them;
The strifes and ,nmults of this changing world
Cannot disturb the quiet of their rest.
Ny heart is with its idol in the coffin,
The darkness of her silent place of sleeping
Pervndes for me ell time and space hereafter
0 God oh God ! know that Thou art Just.
That all Thy judgements are with mercy tempered
That Thou aficiest not with willingness,
And doss design all sorrows for our good.
But knew not Thy law in perfectness,
deemed that she who was but loaned to me,
Was full gift, and to be mine forever.
never thought that my sweet guardian angel,
Was here but on mission my SOUL
q Thou Lord ddst give and Thou hast ta'e away"
strive to add the blessing to Thy name
And from my lips, indeed, the high words fall,
But oh, Thou knowest that my human heart
Gas not submitted to Thy chastening Lord
That have yet failed in my weak endcavors
To bow in kumbeness unto Thy will.
[ do beseech Thee who vert Thyseli,
And felt the passions Of our mortal nature,
Thou who hast tasted death and all our sorrows
To open for the barred gates of Heaven,
To show me pity would fan deliver
Myself and all have into Thy hand
To be dealt with as seemeth good to Thee
6ut, Lord, how can meetly yield SO much
Far more than mine mortal life 10 me
Without the aid of Thy most gracious spirit?
Midnight, Nor. II, 1912.