Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1858-06-17

GTbe following stanzas were not intended, b.
the writer for publication; butas they contain such
a beautiful sentiment, and manifest a truly sympa-
thizirg spirit, We gladly avail ourselves OF the
privilege of publishing thern.l
Dear Sister McDoyMD, Of Plymouth, IS no more
How reluctant my pen such stroke 70 record.
Most sincerely do we her loss nov deylore,
For few of such ones, this poor earth can ail1ri-
To me it does seem, that never again
x Can visit that place, or see t'iose dear't;enli
For she was the sun, (but would not give epain.)
The soul of ny ioy--with her everything blends.
If my feelings be thus who 50 lttle knew
Other every day worth, compared 70 her friend:
Oh. what r,ust theirs be, around them they view
That soulless appearance which everything lends
In mourning is all: not room in that house,
But SAYS ..she is gone,'' the echo is gone
From each object around; hos can they live thus!
A sepulchra all. all bcreft and foriorn.
On, SIM thou destroyer of Man and his peace.
Like giant in strength, with Death as thy sword
Near six thousand years, with sweep after sweep
This earth thou hast leveled--no respite afford
Thine arm has been iron, AMI stond was thy heart,
No voice could entreat thee, no tears turn thy
stroke;
'Ihe Son Of The HIGHEST" must, too, share part!
Oh, Hearea anl Justice, let MERcY be WOKE!
Yea, blessed be God. in '.The Lion" there :
strength;
The de.troy'd will soon .'Thc Destroyer" be
come;
Anl .5rs.ise'' in the ..heai" ike wi a. lenl.
This Goliath Of E,rth with his sure 5esom.
Until then we must wait, to see those lear ones.
VINO IRE hidden from US. in deaths dark domlG:
Then Victory wen shout, Coils rlnsonl'd
sOns,
While all heaven and earth viii answer imsn''
'is then shlll hope. that dear sleeper 70 greet
Amid the brigh. throng, with palms in her hlnls:
Redeemed from the curse, to sit at His feet,
No more to be bound by deaths iron band.
Then hasten thy sway Thou Son of the 'ilvord, :"
.In righteousness work. ...,vengc thine Elect =
And as for thyself, his yoke thou hast sever'd,
Thus may they arise, thine effulgence reflect
Thou lone, stricken one, o. cans, thou look up7
And catch this sweet ray, mid thy gathering
gloom!
Perchance it may comfort, and dying hope
And brighten they pathway, in HER stead and
And you, ye dear girls. how my heart yeams for
you;
Devotion and love, all embodied, are gone.
To soothe you and comfort, so faithful AMI true,
Take her advice, and do not uselessly mourn.
And We, of her care know that YOU feel
More than language can tell, in view Of her loss:
For the heart that went up, in ceaselcss appeal,
For so many years, that God would you bless
Is now still in death, and no longer can plead,
"Oh God. shield my sons, and my daughters so
dear.''
That petition take up. Cor now is your need,
Since hushed is that voice, so silently drcar.
No doubt you all feel, that could she come back:
There snaught that you'd leave undone for her
now;
Then seek ye her God, that not there maylack.
or all her dear offspring, the pledge of her vow
That in that glad morn, she may exultingly say,
"Here am ], Lord, and children together,
With the choice of my youih--Oh, bless the glad
day.
Excuse this my prayer, as the friend of your
MOTHER.
To my 6ereared Brother, and his sorroiring
hsuchoH, these imperfect lines are respectfully in
scribcf r = W