Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1853-11-05
HON E
"Homc, thy Joys arc pasuing lovely
JOYS no stranger heart cen tell"

JOYS no stranger heett CEN le'i'
What charm rests on tho cndearlng
nume-MY home consecrated by do.
mestic love, tina. golden key Of human
happiness. Without this, home would
be like a temple stripped of its garlands;
there father welcomes, with fond at
feclion; brothers kind sympathies
comfort in the hour Of distress, and as.
sist in every trial. there pious mother
first taught the infant lips to lisp the
name Of Jesus; and there loved sis
ter dwells, the companion Of early days
Truly, if there is ausht that is lovely
here below, it is home-sweet home J.
Il is like the oasis of the desert. The
passing of our days may be painful ;
our path may be cheqnered by sorro"
and care; unkinduess and fr"wns may
wither the jnyousness of the heart, OF
face the happy smiles from the brow
and bedew liEs's way with tears, yet
when the memory hovers over the past,
there is no place in which it so delights
to linger, as the loved scenes of child
hoods home! 1t is the polar star OF
existence.
Wha, cheers the mariner far away
from his native land in foreign port,
or tossed upon the bounding billows, as
he PAGES the deck at midnight alone
what thoughts fill his breasta He is
thinking of the loved ones far away at
his own huppy cottage; in his minds
eye he sees the smiling group seated a.
round the cheerful 6re.side. In imagi.
nation hc hears them uniting their vol
ces in singing the sweet songs which
he loves. He is anticipating the hnu'
when he shall return to his native land
10 greet those absent ones SO dear to his
heart.
Why rests that deep shade of sadness
upon the strangers brow, as he seat'
himself amid the family circle. He i!
surrounded by all the luxuries wealtf
eau afford; happy faces gather aroune
him, and strive in vain to win smile
All! he is thinking of his own swee
home; of the Iuved onos assembled
within his own cheerful cot.
Why those tears which steal dow'
the checks of,hat young and lovely girl
as she minglcs in the social circle =
All! she is an orphan; she, too, had Q
happy home; its loved ones are nov
sleeping in the cold and sileatitomb.-
The gentle mother who watched owe
her infancy. aud hushed her to sleeE
with lullaby, which mother only cal
sing, who in girlhood days taught he
of the Saviour and tuned her youtl'fu
voice to sing praises to His name, ha
gone to the mansions ofjoy above, AM
is mingling her songs, and tuning he
golden harp, with bright angels in hea
ven. Poor one She is now left t
thread the golden path of life, a lonely
homeless wandercr.
Thus it is in this changing world
The objects most dear are snasched a
way. We are deprived Of tho friend
whom we most love, and our cherishe
home is rendered dcsolate. "Passin
away" is engraved on all things earth
ly. But there is home that knows n
change, where separation mover take
place; where the sorrowing ones fthi
world may obtain relief for al! thei
griefs, and where the sighs aud tears {
earth are exchanged for unending song
ofjoy. This home is found in heave'
In the shadowy past, there is on
sweet remiuiscence which the storms {
life can never wilheri il is the recolle'
lion of home.
In the visioned future, there is on
brigh, star whose lustre never fades;
is the hope of home-of q heayenI
home. Musicai Nsitsr.
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