The Mississippi Creole. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1841-1851, 1850-08-31
Number 81
from the Literary American.
THE WIDOWED,

Mourn on, say! but not as those that mourn
Without the glory of blessed hope.
Think on the eead az when a fair young bride
Proudly ye bore her from her mothers arms,
To cheer with all her lovliness Try home!
Think o( the holy bliss that dyed her cheek,
"a nd brooded like a spirit in her eye,
When first she saw her infan. ii Iby arms,
A nd heard thee in the fulness Of thy Joy
Thank the Most High that thou was made a
sire.-ANE S. srEPuENs.
One by one hath the resplendent lights Of
night gided from this fallen and inferior
world, and the moon having ran her evening
course has hied to rest in tranquil beauty, and
not a cloud did mar her spIendor.
! He sleeps mott but there lie ii innocence
and in beauty her OrphOn children, looked id
each others arms, cheek to cheek, and heart
to heart on their little bed. Oh God, how
lovely and how loving!
And what Of that bereaved one? Atnoon,
he beheld the dust thrown DER her liIeIess
form, sOfEnfnly and slowly, an early grave did
enclose within its confines all that his heart
held dear; and now, at this hour Of silence,
marvel not that sleep should be astranger to
his lonely couch.
Mourning man !sBroihM! The Beloved cons
paniOn Of thine earthly pilgrimage has only
preceded the on thy journey to a brighter and
happier CLINE. yet she will visit the again--ln
the twilight gloom and when the shade is in
the bower and the star insthe sky; in thy
dreams thou wilt see her; around thy neck
= = she will twne her soft tresses, and clasp thine
in her own loved had; again she will presShe
soft lips to thine, aud pillow her head on Thy
devoted bosom:--
!. She lives in g IOry like nights gem
= Set round the silver moon;
= She lives in glory like the sun
Amid the blue Of June,
. Time glides on slowly, and the earth is wrap
/ ped in the still deeper gloom Of midngh.. and
= yethe folds not othShanda in slumber; the vacant
pillow and the hushed voice recall remem-
IS brance Of departed, bliss, and cause the tear
+ unbidden to flow. The past, the past come rush-
= ing to his mind, and memory is busy with him.
now, and yet louder hO sObs, as he thinks Of
% the joyful moments when she confessed her
to love, and gave unto him as pure heart as
nj e'er God gave to humankind.
, But she hath fallen in the pride and flower
Of womunhood. Death, Who Ioyeth to pluck
i'd the rose in its beatty and its bloom, came and
p beheld, and admired, and thou around whose
ne bower she east her lovliness, hast seen her
", transplaned for the skies:-
ad THO u,ifalv 1nva-mafernol care
Ter The self. denying zeal
oe The smile of hope that chased despair,
ke And promised future veal;
is' The clear, bright hearth, nicO table spread,
he The charm over all things thrown,
W. The sweetness in whate'er she said
for All gone, thou art alone.
yIy Thou canst CLEAN a moral from this sketch,
IN Place not all thy love on tTansitory thiqgs
ely Yon blooming flower, no,C SO comely to the
eT eve, casting about its richest, sweetest perfume
RS. and warmed by the baImy breeze Of July
he Tomorrow NAV lose its freshness and is beauty
ely and lie dropping and valueess on the ground
zen on the ground, or perchance waste its sweet
ais. ness on the air; but not so with the Immortal
no bud within us; that .ROUer which will eve
the bloom and flourish in the beautiful garden 9
the Paradise, in perennial youth, when transplant
orn ed to that genial cline, where It's always g. sun
lble mer. and'where no whitening irosts nor angE
ICED tempest rage.
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