Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1865-05-17
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The Dying Prisoner TO his Wife.

r;;socsr free,
And yet, beloved, must die away from home and
thco;
The cup of joy vas aear my lips, thsbubblins
Iectar shone;
But an. withir Wison's bounds / die. and die
No. no. alone, my own sweet wife, though thou
art far away,
A kind physician tends my couch with tender
sympathy;
But his i. not the fair soft hand thai with mes
merle power
Has sootbed my burning aching brow through
many a.weary hour.
In dreams I've felt thee near me, love,-hafe
heard the low sweet voice
Hove so wel-the winning smile that made my
heart rrj"ice
When cares had made my spirit sad, and hfe's
grsvO burdens pressed -
Tae precious sympa.hies thou sav'st, which made
me truly Llest.
Aal si.en ,hc zeph5rs from the lake their soOtt-
ing influence bring -.
As gentle to II; Covered cheek as some brigham
gels wing, -
To ne this cold dark fort has changed into some
hollowrd SPOT
And ideal presence though thou vert, nor time
no- place forg...
But when wake to the stern truths acaptive's
And ,sss sss +sousssaa weary nile. lilo between
My faia;irs heart and quiscsirg pulse tell ME I
never moro
Shall sec thy face, but fad grarc near Erie's
wooded shore.
waen the saa ,dngs mset thino ear, remember,
dearest one.
g.at though ray i:oi. crlea here, in Hoaycn lis
jus, begun;
That. there Or. guardian angels sent to shield the
ones we Love-
Mine be the sacred privilege to guido thy 'er'
This ring in whieh our na:acs are tEincd by
stranger hands send,- :.
Ta. rig foaAy hoped to place sppe thy cher
ishcl haad.-
with tbs s.sces se.nalanoe q: ,,,5sel: I've WON
abayc my i:eart,
Thsse many monthe through lifo-in death viii
mo-. cannot part
Acl as nev !astrca circle round our fair-haifcd
baby's head
T,ach h;n TO lore his fathers name whs sleeps
s",org tho aoad; ~.
Instil .s.o lis gsi.rlsss heart preccpts Of holy
.rr,i.
AaG loyc of cs;.n.r: and Of Cod iufuse iEto l':s
rauii.
T oagh shron:A l- crueihls Of pain anu suffer-
ing have come,
Uato that faircr happier sphere that FOon will be
my home;
and though sll tics and hopes c! Garth irom this
perr heart are riven,
Til strive to lisp thy treasured name cen to the
geto Of heaven.
s,sa eli xas o'cr-tic last ioin. sigh in mor'afui
echoes ftli
Upon tie GOOD Physician: ear sal fnnerea kne'i;;
Eat marked he as from that worm frame h'd
cbbed tbs streaming life,
Tho las, word froa, those dying lips-the hoiy !
one Of wife.
With kindly hands he closed the eyes. Composed
the lfcIcss form, -
When 10. up,n tao prisoners breastFa loekes
hrish, and wsrin:
Within. sweet aud genial face With eyes OF dark
est blue.
ono-eurl Of cton hair cntwinss 4 ring of aaxOn
Within soldiers ,owly grave he finds HI; need
Of rest
That fair youag face, msmcntO dear, upon his
pu!scless breast;
Tie rlurmuring waves his requiem chant, the
perfumea lily bears
Within its snowy cha.icc now It's Offering of tears
Tear, from the plying eyes 0fthosa who felt that
so:dicrs worth
That strange affinity Of minds, that mystic link
of earth
Tia. :atu;tivc cord that binds the noble aud the
gaod,-
is scl. unseen, yet ever lives firm as the word Of
God. ,....-
May iih. 1865. =
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