Star of the Kanawha Valley. [volume] (Buffalo, Va. [W. Va.]) 1855-1856, 1855-08-08
III. Word FarrvsIl,
BIZ ALICE AcTfoN

Farewell. said youthful lover, as he
pressed his lips TO the white brow OF d
beautiful maiden; for it had been decreed
that he must win name, and fill with
shining gold his empty purse. ere he might
call that spotless one his bride.
Farewell, said an old man with snowy
locks and furrowed brow, as nndly 10 bis
bosom he pressed his children little ones;
for he was starting on his journey I'd thar
land, from whence no traveller returns.
Farewell, said the man of wealth, as his
vast possessions Dew from his grasp, like
a meteor from the brow Of night.
Farewell, said little child, as she folds
FED the white wings Of her dead dove, and
laid it down within tiny grave which her
own hand had made, beneath rose tree.
Farewell, said a noble youth, as he. left
his native land to gaze upon the grandeur
Of distant nations,
Farewell, said a bfoken-hearted widow,
as she plumed her spirit-wings for heaven.
Farewell, said a stricken mother, as SHE
closed the eyes other sweet darling. and
pressed one long. last kiss upon its baby
brow. then laid it III the silent churehyard.
What means chat word, farewell, blend.
ing in harmony. Sweetness and melan-
choly? Why docs it fall with such Il
crushing weight upon the listeners ears;
/ why do bright eyes grow dim, and rosy
checks rival tie lily's Wilderness as this
mentousWord falls from the lips ofsome
longicherfshed one? ~ I8
Als$ it tells to the lone heart tale Of
weary years, while loved one is. toiling
ina distant and-of a vacant chair III the
Ioll man 5 dwell ling--ofpoverty,a and NIGH
ty struggles with the cold world, of child
hood weaping 1T its first |sorrow-ofl eay-
ing home and country to seek more hap
piness, more jdy--7of blighted hopes and
broken vows--of beauty fled from earth,
while d lonely mourner waters tiny
grave with burning teas. All. Farewell
is the language. of earth.
+ In the bright, glad morning, L. have
gazed upon a beautiful flower, But ere the
eventido il passed away forever. I'd the
calm hours Of night, my spirits haye>b been
lulled by some bright dream, but with the
dark, still night the vision has departed.
! Methilks that thus it is in life. In
youths fair morn we clasp some gentle
one within >oar fond embrace, but ere we
are aware, Deaths solemn angelllas wooed
the loved one I'd his own cold bosom.
Bright, gorseously bright, are the
dreams with which we have deeked the
future, but when the time approaches III
which to test their reality, we behold that,
vision-like, they have departed.
Paintings and farewel.s cast their shad-
ows all alongIlife's pathway but they tell
us there is land, n W..
Where farewell tears Gre no more shed
/ Upon its changeless shore, Il +
! That there the holy ones who meet,.
- ShaIlparted De no more.
Oh! Whit not be very sweet. 4
v hen all the ties are IiveR,
Shall be united once again .H
i Within the gates Of Heaven! " s
f love TO think Of that pure land,
/ Aud its white snless tlrofg;
And some , ines my strange heart aspires,
10 sing an angels song.
I, Edo not mean while here below,
An erring child I dwell;
I But whom reach that better home,
/ Where none can say farewell. =
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