Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1854-07-10
SWEET MOTHER.

M, wa southwest monsoon has risen.
Hitil broad, gray wings of gloom,
'a!ie mere, from out my drearY prison,
loa& as from a tomb--Alasl
Ny heart another tomb.
pon the low-thatched roof, the rdiu
Nllh ceaseless patter falls;
My choicest treasures bear its stains.
Mould gather on the walls would heaven
IHere only on the walls.
4 oce' mother, I am here alone,
\ Ia sorrow and in pain;
2, sunshine from my heart Has flown;
" lrri ,., the driving rain-Ah, me
4 VA VhIii, dHU niuctEes5 emu
.ar laggagd months have wheeled their round
Vince love upon it smiled,
Aal everything of earth has irowued
GA tay poor stricken child, sweet friend,
Thy weary, suffering child.
watched my loved one night and day,
S.aloe bleahng when he slept,
Md rs my hopes were swept away,
I'd III his bosom wept--Oh, God
iiow h1l prayed and Wept
a0l when they bore him to the ship,
saw the white sails spread,
lissed his speechless, quivering lip,
And left him on his bed-Elas
1t seelued u coffin bed
When tr0n nv genie sisters tomb,
Long slnce, in tears, we came,
/ ibou 'adsl, "Ilow deso,ate each roomi''
Well, mine were just the same that day.
The very. very same.
!lea mother, little Charley came,
Oar beautiful, fair boy,
With my own fathers cherished name
But on lac brought no joy--my child
hioaght mourning, and no JOY.
III. little grave l ctnnot see,
Though weary months have sped
S1ce plying lips bent over me,
And whispered, SHE is dead p'-Mo Their
Us dreadful 10 be dead
ta hot hean for ore like me
10 weary, WcTn and weak
p,lh'S shadowy pa!eness seems 10 be
ilen now upon thy cheek--his sealj
vi form, and brow, and cheek.
sai for bright-wnged bird like him,
To hush his Joyous song,
And prsoned ia coffin dan,
JoIn Deaths pale phantom throug--my boy
Iololn that grizzly throng
IN, ;aother, can scarcely bear
10 think of this to-day
WAS SO eXquisltely fair.
That little form of clay--my heart
MIL fingers by his clay.
Ind when FOR ole loved far, far more,
Come thickly gathering tears,
Nv star of faith is cIouded o'er,
sink beneath my fears, sweet friend,
AIy heavy sreisht OF fears
Oh, but to feel thy fond arms twine
Around me once again!
almost seems those lips of thine
Night kiss away the pain--might soothe
This dull, cold, heavy pain.
But gente mother. through LIES storms,
inay rot lean on thee,
tof helpless, covering little forms
Cling trustingly 10 me--poos babes !
10 have guide but me.
With weary foot, and br Oxen wing,
VIII bl eed ing heart and sore,
my dove looks backwards sorrowing,
But seeks the ark no more--thy breast
Seeks never. never more.
SWset mother, for thy wanderer pray,
II mat loitier faith be given;
HSI broken reeds all swept away,
mat she may lean on Heaven--her heart
1Fow strong in Christ and Heaven.
olce, whenyoung Hopes fresh morning dew
Lay sparkling on my breast,
ny bounding heart thought but to do,
40 ''0Fk at Heavens ehest--my pains
ZONE at the same behest
al iieaFinlly, all tearfully--
AZ, Alone and sorrowing,
'il Olin eve lifted In the eL<y
TaSI TO the Cross l cling--Oh, Christ
10 my dear cross l cling.
Naul'naia August TIL, 1850.
y VI the hymns in human language tor
a'' SOU oniy-few and holy and full d
meaning as the commandments-this is
one.
V va, readers--those who have kept with
~ through years gone by-will remembel
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