The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1863-03-26

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Have you not heard the poet tell
How came the dainty Babe Bell
Into this world of oursl- f.. -fr.S
The gates of Heaven were left ajar:
With folded hands and dreamy eyes,
Wandering out of Paradise,
She saw this planet like star,
Hung in the purple depths of even
Its bridges running to and fro,
Der which the white-winged Angels 60,
Bearing the holy Dead to heaven.
She touched bridge of 1owers-those feet
So light, they did not bend the bells
OF the celestial asphodelsI
They fell like dew upon the flowers,
And all the air grew strangely sweetl
And thus came dainty Babie Bell
Into this world of oars.
She came and brought delicious May;
The swallows built beneath the caves;
hike sunlight in and out the leaves,
The robins went the live ] ng day;
The lily sung its noiseless bell,
And o'cr the porch the trembling vine
Seemed bursting with its veins of wineI
How sweetly, softly, twilight fell
o, earth was full of singing birds, .r-
And happy spring-time flowers,
When the dainty Babie Bell
Came to this world ofoursi
. Babie, dainty Babie Bell
How fair she grew from day to dayl
What woman nature filed her eyes,
What poetry within them layl
Those deep and tender twilight eyes,
So full Of meaning, pure and bright
As if she yet stood in the light
Ofthose oped gates of Paradisel
And we loved Babie more and more;
y never In our hearts before
Was love so loveGy-born:
We felt we bad link between
This real world and that unseen
The land beyond the mornl
And for the love of those dear eyes,
For love of her whom God led forth,
(The mothers being ceased on earth
When Babie came from Paradise)-
For love of Him who smete our lives,
And woke the chords Of JOY and pain,
We said .S,0eet CdriSt!- our hearts bent down
Like violets after rain.
And now the orchards, which in June
Were white and rosy in their bloom
Filling the crystal veins of air
With gentle pulses Of perfume
Were rich in Autumn's mellow prime:
The lums were globes of hoDeyed wine,
The hived sweets of summer time!
The ivory chestnut burst its she'll;
The soft-cheeked peaches blushed and fell!
The gf apes were purpling in the grange,
And time wrought Just rich a change
IN little Babe Bell
Her tiny form more perfect grew,
And in her features W ecould trace,
In soften ed curves, neI IHOgueIS . Iacel
Her angel nature Tipened too.
We thought her lovely when she came,
But she was holy, sanity now
Around her pale. angelic brow
We saw a slender ring oil hamel
Gods hand bad taken away the seal
Which held the portals of her speech:
An d if she said few strange words
Whose meaning lay beyond our reach,
She never wasa child to us, ..
We never held her beings keyl
We could not teach her holy things;
She was Christ's self in purity!
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At last he came, the messenger,
~ The messenger from unseen lands:
And what did dainty Babe Bell? 49,.
She only cross ID her little hands,
She only looked more meek and fair!
We parted back her silken hair;
: We laid some buds upon her brow,
. White buds, like scented flakes OF snow
Deaths bride arrayed in fiowersl
And thus went dainty Babie Bell
i Out of this world of ours ~