Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1852-05-22
SELECT POETRY.
THE SCOTCH M0THERs BLESSING.

"Gie me thy blessing, miiher, .'... ..
For muri now away, .f.f s#. t.
To meet my honny Agnes, mither, .....
Upon her bridal day.
I've loved her lang aud weel, mither,
And thou my love hast known
Thru lay thy hand upon me, mither,
Aud bless thy kueeIng SOU" "a
"Ah ! Willie, how my heart o'ernows,
When thus hear thee speak ....
Ny tears are gli>ienng on Thy hair,
And dropping on thy cheek
And Oh how memory calls up now
The days Of auld lang syue.
When | winsomc bride first call'd
Thy saihted father, mine.
aye look sae ike him, Willie, dear,
le look sac like him now
Ye haze the SAME dark, tender e'en,
The same broad noble brow.
And sich smile was on his face, ..
When he that morning came
To bring AVA as ye maun DO,
A lasSic 10 his hame.
"Pnir child. her heart is beating now,
As it meier beat before
Puir child, ken her hazel e'en
WI tears are wnuin' DER.
She loves thee, Willie, but she feels
To wcd's a solemn thing,
| wee remember how felt,
When looking oH the ring.
~ weel remember, too the hour
When wi heavy siah
| turn'd wife sac vonug and sad
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The tears were ruShing then, | know,
For luvei my kindred weel,
And though my ain was by my side,
| conlG ua' help bu, feel.
"But then how kind he took my hand,
And gently whi,pe'd Come .I
The same soft star shines o'er my cot
That shines above Thy home y
And. Willie. often since he's dead,
I've watched that distant star, hf,
And rhouahi saw his gentle face ....-.
Smile in il from aIar. a az
awe lived ilk iher weel, Willie,
We luved ik iher lang
All, me how happy was the heart
That ,rilpd The even sang
We mved ilk iher Willie, right
And may God grant it so,
That We maun live as we iva lived
In days lang, lang ago.
"Oh fOAdlv cherish her, Willie,
She is sac youIg aud fair !:
She has not known Il slnge cloud,
Or felt single care. "
Then it cauld worlds storm should com
Thy way TO overcast, .#|.lEr
Oh lever stand (lhon az, a man, ...
Between her and The blast.
'When lirst knew a mther's pride,
Twas when ga2ed on thee !; --
And when my irher flowers died, E.''.
Thy smile WAS left to me.
And can scarce believe it true,
So late Thy lite began,
The playful BARN founded then,
Stands by me now man
'tThpn tell thy bonnie, Willie,
She has my first born son
| taxi the darling from my arms,
Aud Gle him 10 her own
Oh she will cherish thee, Willie,
For when mann depart,
She, only she, will then be left
To ill thy lonely heart
" dllna tear 10 die, Willie,
ever wished to gang
The snft, green mould in yon kirk-yard,
Has lonely been too lang.
And would lay me there, Willie,
And a deaths leIrors brave,
Beside the heart sac leal and true,
1t lis within the grave.
- Then gang awa' my blessed BARN,
And briug thy gentle dove
And dinna frown if a should grieve,
To part wi her they love.
But if a tear fills up her e'e:
Then whisper as they part,
There's room for thee at milher's hearth
There's room in mither's heart
"Ani may the God that reigns above,
And sees ye a. the while,
Look down upon your plighted troth,
And bless We WI his smile.
And may's, ihon ne'er forget, Willie,
In a. thy future life,
To serve the Power that gave TO thee
Thy kind and guileless wife"