The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1866-10-12
Our Strap 9uuk,
FRATERNITY.


The f'llowinR poem was recently delivered b
Miss bizziB DorEs under the alleged influence
the spirit Of RonERT BURNS. AS u specimen
versacation II is by no means unworthy at,enlio
and as ourIosty we print fl
Could ye but ken, ye sous o. men,
How truly We are brithers,
Yea make guid speed to stand agreed,
Tho born o. various mthers.
Ane common breath, aDo common death,
Aue home in Heaven above ye--
Ye are the fruit frae ane great root
In the guild God who loves ye.
All high and low, and empty show,
All envi0us differences
will fade from sight, and vanish quite,
When men come to their senses.
Each living man works out the plan
For which he was intended,
And he does best who will ma rest
Until his work is ended.
Yuur neebors' blame, or sinful shame,
Should gle your soul ma pleasure,
For while ye Judge wi cruel grudge,
Ynu Hll your ain sad measure.
The Dc'il himself could scarcely tell
Which o ye was the better
lie whd BE- laith TO leave yo bath,
While either was his debtor.
Here in liro's school wi pain aud dool
You get your education,
While nony Il trip aud sinful slip,
HELPS on the souls salvation.
The unco skeigh, wi heads full high,
Wha ieel themselves miist holy,
Oft lcatu through sin, how TO begin
True Iiic aniang the lowy.
Bath you and I may gang agley,
For 'tis common failin';
But hnuld away we need ma stay
wcepin' and n wailn'.
Tue GJd abjon cares not how soon
We leave our sins behind us
lie does not hate Ms in that state,
Nor set the Dell to mind us.
And as for Hell o. which men tell
I'm sure o. to opinion,
There's ma such pl ICE o. "saving grace"
In all the lords dominion.
Aud those who rave, puir souls to save,
WI long faced, pi0us h1echin',
VIII find far hence that common sense
Is better than such preachin'.
That which ye ca tho power O. law
Is but pur Inventions
II counts tho deed as evil seed,
Bat winks at the intention.
Could men but be mair truly free,
In all things less restricted,
The world wad find the human kind
Wad ma be half sac wicked.
The pcat-up stood kept short o feed,
Is widest in his rOamn';
Aud damnedup streams, wi angry gcams,
Dash DER each hindranco inamin'.
Therefore Il pray take what | say
In spirit not in letterl
Mankind should be MS rivers, free
The less they're damned the better.
You need ma heed the grousome creed
Which tells ye o. Gods anger
On Natures page frae age to age,
His love is written stranger.
Gods providence in ony sense,
Has never been one sided,
Aud for the veal v tho chick or chiel,
lie amply has provided.
The winters snaw, the birken shaw,
The Gowans brightly spriugng,
The murky night, the rosy light,
The lhvcrocks gaily singing,
Tho springs return, the wimpliu burn,
Tho cushat tundly mated
All Join to tell how unco well
God lo'es all things created.
Then dinna strive to live and thrive
Sac selfish and mthnkin',
But firmly staud, and lend Il hand
To keep the weak trae sinkin'.
'Tis love can make, for loves sweet sake,
A trusty fer for sorrow,
Wha spends his gear wi'out fear
o. what may be Tomorrow.
The preachers say, there's far AVA,
A land o. milk and honey,
Where all is free Ms barley bric,
Aud wi'out price or money.
But here the meat o. lave is sweet
For souls in siufu blindness,
And there's milk that's guid for ilk,
"Tho milk Of human Kindness"
Tho lift nboon will welcome sunc,
The waywOrn and tue weary,
And angels fair will greet them there
Sac winSomc and sac CHEEKY. f..
But while they stay make smooth the way +,
Through ali lites wintry weather,
Until anc bicld aud common shield
Shall hauld ye all thegither.