Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1854-12-25
b Grant County Herald.
Dream-Land.
BY WILD BIRD.

rs Dream-land. Around me rose lof-
,mtans, their snowy SUBMITS rivaling
q g,5n brightness; and all hushed in the
ras the Lake of Repose; and no storm
M its bosom, for the halcyon brooded
had been wandering in this wilder
# flowers when l sat down beneath the
boughs to rest. Just then Wealth,
and Poverty went slowly by. Wealth
mantle of silk bordered with pearls,
yrde of diamonds. The garment of
vas faded and worn, and the wind sport
lh his silver locks but he ever held in
l,rJ small jewel at which Poverty was
Il with restless, furnishing eyes, which
fen closed tightly to force back the hot
while with her pale, thin hands she
I,-pd thistles for food. IF her wounded
3ted, the crimson drops nourished the
rbads in the way. Sometimes her path
ing the green meadows, and then Wealth
25eore her, scattering PEBBLES and thorns,
wanted garland of tender, thornless
to deck the brow of Pride, and he knew
gesiest ones sprang from the life-blood of
sy So they passed, ever going on, on,
lie world. As looked, my blood cur
back to my heart, and felt this world
ejvsll0" as beautiful. 1 tnrned away.
teheld the lovely mermaid rejoicing on
iyer lake. The folds of her garment fell
sg about her, and long, shining ringlets
ii on the smooth wave her white arms
ecircled with coral, and she held in her
Inpa-shel filled with pearls. Very beau
she was, but I wept, for thought she,
nl3 be heartless. Then she raised her
eyes and chanted-
bid Of earth why weapest thou,
llea the sunbeams kiss thy brow, rs
fn hope brings thee budding flowers
lsh from beauty's fragrant bowers?
5thin dark and narrow bed
bong the bright and early dead,
fiee dwells no hymn, nor voice of prayer
lethy sweet, loved ones sleeping there?
Fen child of earth, o. come with me,
realms below the swelling sea,
liere blooms with pearl the coral dell,
glmusic lives withii the she'll.
listen to the mermaid's song!
agems which love had treasured long,
I ashells filled with light and air,
ID glowing diamonds, all are there,
din my home beneath the sea,
/! ocean harp Pll tune for thee,
|Nd with my own bright mantle spread
be sea-weed pillow for thy head.
be song ceased and the sweet singer had
|'hea, and Wandered away over the noun
} where the angel of the Wind slept in the
tops with his soft, liquid eyes closed,
Ie notes like the Eolian came from his in
able lips, which we sometimes feel upon
aows, and call them zephyrs and folded
y IN his air-plumed wings lie the sweet
sOf Love and the !ast breath of the Dead.
The King of the Tempest, with dark look
an eye Of flame came over the mountains,
flng the dark clouds after him. When
re the angel of the Wind, and on the noun
and waters the black drops fell fast and
KY. The deep rooted cedar bent, and the
g oak swayed in the blast. ooh 70 cried
oa, sob F! that ] had gone down with the
mad, for there's no rest on earth, my God,
Is none - Just then the dark clouds
away in the west, and the warm sun
s&Saaeit hare bell looked smilingly up-the
IS scattered pearls on the ground the
warbled music, and young Hope stood
he rainbow waving his golden wings In
un. Higher, higher still in the sky part.
le blue, and I saw the angels, Love and
c, looking down and reckoning me to
zen. Then the child on the rainbow
led out his little, bright hands, and
ie
Such is life; a transient dl cam,
A ray that gilds the restless stream,
A nd l;nIrnrn az, tho xraNp awhile.