Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1862-11-11
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THE THREE SONS.
By JOHN GoULTRIE.


,,u,. SIN n little son. boy Just five years old
NTH ewes Of thoughtful earuesness, aud mind Of gentle
mould;
T nv child is grave and wise of heart beyond his child
iSh years. -, . r..
cspnot siv how this may bel know his face is fair
And vet his cheeS comelneSS is his sweet and serious arr
rHv his heart is kind and fond, know he luveh me,
B Ioyeth vet his mother with grateful tervency
Bt that which others most admire is the thought which
The food Gr grave nqurng speech he everywhere doth
c-,Dr, ues,ons doth he ask of me, when together
He scarcely thinks as children think, talks children
Nor cares he much for childish sports dotes not on bat or
But looks on uanhoods ways and works, and apy mimcs
u;s Fe heart is busy STILL and uftentimes perpexd
With rhous about this world Of and thoughts about
Eokncs at his dear mothers knee she teaches him pray,
And strange and sweet and solemn then are the words
whicI he will say.
hoirr and = wiser man trust that he will be:
And WHEN look into his eyes, and stroke his thoughtful
dare not think what should feel were to lose him
Ibavs snu a second son. a simple child of three;
I'M nat declare how bright and fair his little features be,
How silver those Of his when he paties on my
do NJ" think his IighbIue eve is ehis brothers. keen,
Nor his brow full of childish thought Us his hath ever
But his lille hearts fountain pure of kind and tender
feeling,
Aud his svcTy lock glean of light rich depths of Ore
When he waks with me- the country folk, who pass US in
the street, -,
VIII shout with joy, and bless my boy, he looks so mild
.rarfiioy IS he 10 all and vet, with cheerful tone,
viii sn- his little s0ag u love, when left 10 sport alone
His presence is ike sunshine sent to gladden. home ana
To comfort us in all our grief and all mirth
Should he grow up to ripper years, God grant MS her may
As sweet home for heavenly grace as for earthly love.
And it. beside S grave the ;taiS our aching eyes must dln
God comfort tor all the lore which We Shall lose IN n
have son, third sweet son his age can not tell
For they reckon not By months where he is gone
10 dwell
To for fourteen anxious months, his infant smiles were
And then he bade farewell to Earth and went to live in
can moi tell what form has what looks he weareh nO
N"r guess row brghta glory crowns his shining seraph
The Thoughts that fiji his sness soul, the bliss which he
duta feel.
Are number with the secret things which God will not
reveal.
But know for God hath told me this thai he is at
Where other blessed BE- their Saviour loving
know his spirit feels no more this weary load of esh
But his sleep blcst with endItss dreams Of joy fore7er
flesh.
know the angels fad him close beneath their glitering
wlTgS,
And suotle him with song that Breathes of Heavens d.
TincSt things
know thai shall meet our babe hs mother dear and ID
When God for shall wipe away all tears ON every eye
Whateer Details his brethren twau his bliss can never
Cease;
Their lot NAV here be grief and fear his certain peace
1t may that the tenpers wles their souls from bliss
may S!yer,
But if our poor faith fell not he must be forever:
When think Of what darling is and what we still
When we l.use that worlds perfect bliss, and this
worlds misery
When we grn beneath this load of SIM and feet this grief
and pain
Oh! we'd rather lose other two, than have him here
again.