Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1861-04-06
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No Sect Sn Heaven
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No Sect Sn Heaven
Talking OF sects Till late one eve, .iNt
OF the various doctrines the saints believe,
That n'gbt stood in troubled dream,
BY the side Of darky flowing stream. ...-
And a 'Cburchman down to the river came,
When heard strange voice call his name,
Good father, stop when you cross this tide,
You must leave your robes on the other side.'
Bot the the aged father did not mind,
And his long gown Aoated out behind,
As down to the stream his way he took
His pale hands clasped glt-edged book.
I'm bound for heaven. and when TN there,
shall want my book Of Common Prayer;
And though put on q starry crown.
should feel quite lost without my gown
Then he fixed bis eyes on the shining track
But his gown was heavy, and held him back
And the poor old father tried in vain,
A single step in the aoOd to gain. rs
saw him again on the other side,
But his silk gown aoated on the tide.
An no one asked in that blissful spot,
Whether he belonged to The church or not.
Then down to the river Quaker Strsyed,
His dress Of . sober hue was made,
Ny coat aud hat must be all Of gray,
cannot 60 any other way
Then he buttod'd his coat straight up to his chin,
And staidly, solemnly, waded in,
And his broad-brimm'd hat he pulled down tight,
Over his forehead, so cold aud white.
But a strong wind carried away his hat;
A moment be silently sighed over that,
And then, as he gazed on the farther shore,
The coat slipped Off aud was seen no more.
As he entered heaven bis suit of gray
Went quietly ailing-away--away
And none of the angels questioned him
About the width Of his beavers brim.
Next came DR. Watts with bundle OF Psalms
Tied nicely up, in his aged arms,
And hymns as many,---a very wise thing,
That the people in heaven, all round might sing.
But thought that he heaved an anxious sigh,
Ashe saw that theriver ran broad and high,
And looked rather surprised, as one by one
The psalms and hymns 10 the wave went down.
Aud altar him with his NJ SIS
Come Wesley, the pattern OF godliness;
But he cried, Dear me, what shall / do Z
The water has soaked them thro' and through
And there on the river, far and wide,
Away they went down the swollen tide,
And the saint astonished, passed through clone
Without his manuscripts, up to the throne
Then gravely walking two saints by name,
Down to the stream together cane;
But as they stopped at the rivers brink
l saw one saint from the other shrink.
SPriDkled or plunged, may ask you, friend,
How you attained to LIES great end ~
This, with few drops on my brow,
But 1 have been dipped, as you'll see me now
And really think il viii hardly do,
AS Pm close communion, TO cross With you
You're bound, know, 10 the realms of bliss,
But you must go that way, and Ill 60 this.
Then straigatway plunging with all his might,
Away to the left,-his friend at the right
Apart they went from this world Of sin.
But at last together they entered in. H.f
And now when the river was rolling on,
A PresbyteriaR church went down
or women there seemed an innumerable throng
But the men could count as they passed along.
AndcOnceruing the road they could never agree,
The old or the nelO way, which it should be,
Nor even moment paused to think
That both would lead to the rivers brink.
And sound Of murmuriug long and loud
Come ever up from the moving crowd,
You're in the old way, and I'm in the new r
That ia ths false, and this is the trus, d ~
or Tn ia the old way. and you're In the new,
That Z the false and thisis the true
bus the brethren only seemed to speak
Modest the sisters walked and meek,
And IL ever one Of them chancsd to soy ,.
what houples she met with on the way,
How she lODged to pass to the other side
Nor feared 70 cross over the swelling tide.
A vOics arose from the brethren then;
Let no one speak but The holy men, '.s
For have 70 not heard the words Of ,Psal
Oh let the women keep silence all = 81 &c
I wAtohsd them long, in my curious dream =
TIL they stood By the borders Of Che stream y