Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1853-03-05
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BY JENNIE.
"RoU back tie tide Of ime--
And raise the buried forms Of other years
stood on earth's remotest shore,
The billowy river Time to sec
Urged on by every new year more,
And seek the flood, eternity.
Roll back cried the headlong tide,
I'D see the forms it's sutges hide.
Pale memory sadly raised her wand,
In answer to nv earnest prayer;
The dark waves back again returned,
But hope'ssoft light was seen not there.
How dark the scene that met my ight,
Where hope had ceased TO shed her light.
Back rolled the tide, wave after wave,
That dimly CLEANED in human gore
But ah! such wrecks were in their graves,
As n'er again may leave times shore,
And we'll not n oblivions pail
Where Empires, thrones or patriots fall
Earth's Vutures-Famne Fire aud Sword.
Der every age their vigils kept
Aud Oh! The ghastlv livid horde
That followed where confagion swept
But on these my muse thou nay'st not dwell
For an humble tale is thine 10 tell.
A lowly theme but not less sad
lsthat Of forphantage beIeft
In that vast host were millions clad,
With sorrow, iufnmy and death
Where first the founts of feeling flow,
The heart is stamped for joy or woe.
There is depth in human love,
That tinds earth nowhere its kin;
'Twould scan all hell and heav'n above
To find kindred tie within:
So wild the waves of passion roll,
Moved by the hunger of the soul.
All! ye who merely know by name,
The power Of passion on the heart,
Ye feebly judge BY candle flame,
What volumes Etna's fires may start.
The burning soul is a fearful thing,
More heet--more wild than the tempest wing
saw the child when first he knew,
Himself alone, his ell above
He sought so earnest, long and true,
The love from him forever gone.
His lonely heart did so much need,
Some friend 10 love, some i.isHd 10 heed:
But childhood's trace had scarcely gone,
Till he the fata knowledge read,
The world, the friendless leave alone,
And are by wealth and pleasure lead.
The blight that came o'er Edens bowers,
Had its counterpart in his dark hours.
Then followed little deeds of wrong.
The first foreiunners Of dispsir:
With them came the unthinking throDg
Whose sensure leaves no mercy Their
o 'tis so strange the world will show
No love, where they no interest know.
At length ighway murderous band
Now hailed him welcome 10 their home
They met him with brotherhan
And the wanderer stood no more alone
The seeds Of good that chance had given
Were from his heart forever riven.
When next the waves brought him to sight
His hands were dyed ia human gore
The prison walls shut out the light
And the gerb Of death his future wore
He wep; once more when a child,
Then cursed the world and frantic smiled.
lsaw him mount the gallows' stair
Fen then noble wreck of youth
In childhood he had looked SO fair
He seemed the very phase truth
heard the crowd in measured lays
Talk loud and longs oi virtues ways:
Heard them talk of his hardened heart
Whose inmost thoughts they never knew
And tell how dark had been his part
In e's sad tragedy 80 trne.
The Phsrisee cried william die
lou must not live mong men like /.
Thore are some hears of medium hue
Who never knew life's wild extreme
And can their judgement e'er be true
Ofsou's whose depth they never dream1
Such well may lead tranquil life
There's nought within them prompt to STRIFE
How can they each christians greet
Who'ye not thought of charity?
Go look where fire and water meet
When each one strives for mastery,
And see il thou c;inst set their bound
By consistent rules thou hast found.
Hast thou n'cr seen the tranquil wave
Lay like an infant sleeping
Then Like a maniac wildly rave
BY storm Tremendous leaping?
Then has ,hnu thought the human heart
Itsvery striking counterpart
Hast thou n er seen the little cloud
Rest ike a dove in breast OF e'vn
In blackest garb the blue arch shroud
When wakened by the winds of heaven?
Dispose not then the souls that's drv'n
BY cruel fate from hope md hesv'n
II thou must needs thy brother scan
FIRST learn how warm his heart may be
How high his aspirations ran
And then remember charity,
Dispise him not but take his hand
And point him TO that better Land.