Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1855-10-27
From the Journal Of Commerce. j

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The Poem Of Lstt that but three apris long.
T. B. ALDRIeH. *
z Have you not heard the poet tell
How came the dainty Babe Bell
Into this world Of ours
= The gates of heaven were left ajar - 8 &
SO w 18th folded hands and dreamy eyes
She wandered out of Paradisei
She saw this planet like a star,
hung IN the depths of purple even
Its bridges, raining and 'fro
Ger which the white winged seraphs go,
Bearing the holy dead to heaven s
She =. touched a bridge of fewers-those feet
OF the celestial asphodels
They fell like dew upon the flowers
And thus came dainty Babe Bell
Into this world of oursi
She came and brought delicious Mayi
The swallows built beneath thee caves;
Like sunbeamS in and out the leaves
The robins went the live long day:
The lily swung its noiseess bell,
And Ger the porch the trembling vine
Seemed bursting with its veins of wine =
U, earth was full of pleasant smell,
When came the dainty Babie Bell
Into this world of ours
Babe, dainty Babe BelIl
How How fair she grew from day to day!
What poetry within them lay!
Those deep and tender twilight eyes,
So full of meaning, pure and bright
AS if she yet stood in the light
VI those oped gates of Paradisei
And we loved Babe more and more:
never in our hearts before
Such holy love was born;
We felt we had link between
This real world and that unseen
The land of deathIess morn!
And for the love of those dear eyes,
For love of her whom God led forth
The mother, being ceased earth
When Babe came from Paradise!-
For love of him who smote our lives,
And woke the chords of Joy and pain,
We said, &" Sweet Christ our hearts bent down
Like violets after rain
And now the orchards which were once
bloom
Filling the crystal heart Of u
With gentle pulses of perfume
We're thick with yellow juicy fruit
The piums were glubeS of honey rare,
And soft-chceked peaches biushd aud fell!
The grapes were purpling in the grange;
And time wrought just rich u change
In little Babe Bell
Her petite form more perfect grew,
And IN her features could trace,
In sottencd curves her mothers face;
Her angel nature rpened too,
We thought her lovely when she came
But she was h;ly, sanity now,
Around her pale and lofty brow
We saw u slender ring of flame!
Sometimes she said few strange words,
Whose meanings lay beyond our reach
Gods hand had taken away the seal
Which held the portals of her speech!
She never u child us;
We never held her beings kew
We could not teach her holy things:
She was Christs self III purity
1t came upon Is by degrees;
We its shadow fell,
The knowledge that our God hath sent
HIS messenger for Babe Bell
We shuddered with unlanguaged pain,
Aud ali our thoughts ran INTO Tears!
49, Aud all our hopes were changed to fears
The sunshine into dismal rain
Aloud We cried l belief
30, smile Us gently, gently, God!
Teach To bend Kiss he rod
And perfect grow through griei.'
All, how We loved her, God tell;
Her little heart was caSed Ill
They're broken caskets-Iable Bell!
At last he came, the messenger,
The messenger from unseen lands:
And what did DANNY Babie Bell?
She only crossed her little hands.
She only looked meek aud fair.
We parted back her sIiken hair
We laid some buds upon her brow
Deaths bride arrayed III flowers!
And thus went dainty Babie Bell
Out OF this world ours!