The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1860-07-18

Those were roses, too, i'll the wreath, l guess
'Twcre they made the crimson amongst h'r
cuTls.
She'sgood as beautiful. too. they say;
Her heart is SIS gentle rs any doves;
She'll be all that She can TO him Away
Dear ] am tearing my new white gloves
How calm she is with her saint-like face,
Her ewes are violct-mine are blue;
How careless ] am with my mothers lace =
Her hands are whitcr, and softer, too.
They've gone 10 the city beyond the hill,
They must never come back to this place
again
I'm almost afraid to he here so still,
wish Il would thunder and lightning
and rain
Oh no for some may not be abed,
Some few perhaps. may he ont Tonight;
hons, that the the N psu viii come instead.
And heaven be starry. and earth all light
'Tis only summer that she's beea here
It's been NV home for seventeen years =
But helaname is a testament far and near.
And The POOR lave cmbalmed it in priceless
tears.
remember the day when anoihcT came
There. at last. / have tied my hair
Her curlz and mine were nearly the same.
But hers are longer, and mine less fair.
Thev re going across the sea. | know,
Across ;hc ocean-win that be far?-
Did have nv comb a moment ago.
s,,crl to forget where my things nj arc.
Wbeu Sims a:e wrecked, do the people
drown?
Is there never boat to save the crew !!
Poor ships! fever my ship goes down,
I'll want grave in the ocean, too.
Goodnight. sood-night-iti S striking one !
Goodnight TO bride, and goodnight TO
groom.
The light of my candle is almost done
wish my bed was in mothers room.
How calm it looks in the midnight sLade-
Those curtains were hung There clean to-
day;
they're al too white for me- I'm afraid,
Perhaps may soon be as white as they.
Dark ELL darIs-for the light IS dead,
Father in heaven, may | have Test
One hour of sleep for my weary head
For this breaking heart in my Poor, poor
breasti
For his sweet sake, do knecI and pray,
oh, God protect him from change and
i'll;
And render her worthier every way,
The older the purer, the lovelicr still.
There, knew v as going TO cry,
have kept the tears in my soul too long
oh LET me SLY it, or | shall die,
As Heaven is witness, mean no wrong,
He never shall hear from this secret Icom,
He never shall know il. the a.tcr yeas,
How seventeen summers Of happy bloom
Fell dead, one night, i'll moment ef tears
loved him more than she understand
For him loaded my soul with truth
For him am kueelinc. v-iih iiiiod hands,
To Law at his feet my shattered youth
! love, adore him, still the same
More than father, and mother, and he
Nv hope of hopes was TO bear his name
NY heaven OF heavens 10 b. his wife
iii. wife-oh, name which the angels breathe.
Let It not crimson my cheek for sjlamc--
IT'S her great glory. her 7 ord to wreathe
In the prncelv heart from whose blood it
came
Oh bush again I behold them stan4,
As they stood. tonight, by the cEaucel-
wall
/ see him holding hen vhite-sloved hand,
| hear voice in 4 whisper fall.
see the minister's silver air,
see him kmeel al lee aitar-stnnc.
I see him raise when Tie lraycr is DER.
He has taken tlci- hands and made them
one.
The fathers and mothprs are Standing near.
The friends are rCsS:ng 20 kiss the bride /;
One of those kisses had birthplace here
The dew of her Iii s las not get died.
His lips Rave touched hers before Tonight
Then have a grain Of is to kocrl
This midnight blaekness is tlecked with
light.
Some angel is singing my soul to sleep.
He knows full we'll why m ny a knave
So elise to his lady's lips should swim
God ONLY knows that the kiss gave
Was set in her mouth 10 give to him