Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-11-09


Ahd oil was darkness save one 6ickeung flame
Whose lighi shed DER a SOLITARY few;
Nod they were gather d round a couch, 10 watch
While death was stealing DER brother, son,
And friend.-Now all was sull, not cen breath
Was heard now whisper. his spiri, s fed
shrek then broke the spell, then the waiting
Der the dead.
Tris but few shor weeks, since thou in all
Thy youthful vigoI stood, and with US takd
OF life. As we the page OF time turnd back,
Thy memory fingered with the past
Nod on Thy early visionary dreams
" future bliss when thou, with some that arc
Around me gathered now, didst daily meet
10 say thy task. or days when even on
THIS very spot thou stood, urged on by an
AnbiUns flame, and sirove applause 10 win.
Oi the presen, next thou spoke, though briefly;
BIT when thy mind turned upon the future,
And thou didst speak OF that which is 10 be-
Twas thea Hope shed her rsdien, beams upon
Thine eve, which kindled with the light Of life
Frai man !eer thou had cease TO speak; which vet
Upon Thy mind bright visions of the future
Found place, the cold clenched hand of death
Had fixed lis relentless grasp upon thee;
And ihou with all thy hopes were passing to
The cold, silent grave, where now thou lest
And thou ar, gone,-
Slowly was borne along with solemn tread
Thy spirits home, from which il now had fled
crowd drew near the spot where thou art laid;
Awe in each eye, alarm in every
Face depicted fear with pity mingled
10 each mind. $50 swift the i'll, and OF so
fietce kind" Friends with relations came their
Gueis TO blend every age aud each sex
Revealed ITS pain, now IN louder, now in
Lower strains. They s,rove, by gentle words, thy
Sisters pangs to sootbe, but failed as oft, and
W.aping turned to wipe thy tears away.
Wondering and sad around thy grave the
Village lads stood melancholy still; then
Wandering as nature guided, felt tho
Fang OF wo.
And thou art gone,-
furnng to the places where thou vert, thou
An longer found Thy fathers hearth
Is desula,e,-thy seat still is set, yet
Vacant still Thy place beside the festive
Hoard has none tn fill il now. Thy place in
Yonder church where Oft ihv voice was rsis'd in
Parse TO Him who has called thy spirit hence.
All these are vacant still.--They speak as words
Can never speak, that thou hast pass'd away.
lis not Thy parents here alone that are
Beren-noi her, whose fair form bent DER thy
Couch 10 breathe prayer for heavenly light
Ia guide thy spirits upward flight-nor him,
Who las tread with the the walks OF life from
Youths first years. who 10 ev'ry test OF friendships
Holy ties proved true, EN- TO unceasing
Watching DER Thy wasting form, I'LL LIES last
fiickenng flame expired But with these and
others STILL there was one, unlookd for, yet not
The less thy friend, who turned away 10 hide
ms RtleI, ana CHeth lUe ttdf which IOfNcu
'swsy where they from Other causes of
Had fell. But now It's psss'd-thou art at rest;
With thee thy hopes have persisted, all save one;
Fof this thou now art with the best. IL
Better thus TO pass from LIES sad scenes away,
Than lengthen out the span TO meet the wi,h'fng
blight of hope; 10 weep DER friends and mis'ries
81 mankind It's better thus to part with
Friends who wing their way 10 heaven. than part
VIII those who still shall live, who still we e'er
Must love.
And thou art gone
With thee has fallen the yellow leaf which
kuses on the ground The autumn wind has
Sshed Thy requiem, and on Thy grave
Zoe mellow moonbesms off have slept; yetve
Remain amid The scenes that thou hast LEFT,
Silt beating back the band OF death; following
10 lies rugged way deiusive hope. Bot
Soon twill pass as il has with thee, and we
Snail tread the vale OF death, and then-O thou
faeInsl Spirit grant, that we like him
Nay sleep ull The long night is gone, IN hopes
~ al Ejefnal day.