The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1866-05-12
Every Heart Knows It's Own Sorrows

1t has been truly said says a fine writer,
that every heart knows its own sorrows''
Who of the myriads that have traversed the
meandering pathways oflife has not felt the
truth Of this quotation Although all may
appear bright and joyous to the closest OBJ
server, and the pleasing and fascinating
scenes of earth seem to be enjoyed without
alloy, yet there may be sorrow deep and bitter
ranking beneath gilded exterior-an the
more deep and pungent from being hid from
human sympathy. Every heart knows It's
own sorrows" From youth to old age there
may still be found at times, some sorrow
ranking in the heart, which may crush the
spirit in after years. Yet, the present sor-
row to the afflicted one seems enveloped in
the gloom Of almost impenetrable darkness.
listen &c &C The lamentations of that lisping
boy, when bafied in his earest endeavOrs to
grasp some coveted toy. Could he express
his grief, think you he would call it trivial
The aspiring school-boy, often bending long
over the midnight lamp, striving to clear up
the mysteries of knowledge assuring him
self that the coveted prize must be won
. feels the deepest grief when, by some trif-
/ ling mistake corrected by a companion of
inferior scholarship, he sees the laurel he
earnestly endeavored to win wreathed round
E another's brow In the bitterness of his
heart he feels earth is indeed vale of tears,
and that all his fondest hopes are doomed to
! disappointment The manly youth who has
/ Iavished his hearts best treasures upon fair
and gentle being, feels an agony of griei
= surging over his soul as the destroyer Oi
many. fond hopes summons the cherished
one from the society of loving friends, to in
If habit the lonely tomb. The death-k knell peal
a sad requiem to his cherished dreams, anC
,e as he turns away from her narrow home, h'
feels that earth for him is widespread
wilderness, without an oasis of rest for hi
e; weary. head. The doating father, as h
" watches the expanding intellect Of cher
ished son, and strives to instil into his min
lessons of wisdom and truth, trusting tha
= he will prove to him a solaee and suppol
when his head is whitened with the snow
of age, turns away heart bl oxen as he see
the loved one deliberately pursuing tn
downward road to crime and ruin.
Recorded upon the life pages Of all ma
be found. sad disappointments, hidden hear
aches, unrealized aspirations and pet
trials, which, at times, come to each of
like load of misery, to crush our drOOpir
.hearts, until it seems almost burden
live-with such an array of bright hop
. unrealized, and good resolves broken for f
di ture warning. But life is not all sadneI
Although those we have trusted as our dea
est friends may prove false, and wrong m
% tives attributed to our purest actions and {
signs-although we may feel the sting
ew the poisonous tongue of slander, which, Ii
all the deadly upas tree, withers all before
touch altough base ingratitude may rewa
our most loving efforts to accomplish good
ii'S vet. if with hopeful hearts we trust In II
ore who "ordereth all things well" we sh
find balm for every grief, and, in the
: at iovments and blessings we still possess, f
t of ample sources for gratitude and hapPin'
How often do we see the beautiful landsca
overspread with one sheet Of golden s
ape shine, suddenly clouded with dark and f
~ boding Clouds followed in quick success
by the dreadful storm? The heart, like
ndO | landscape, is quickly clouueu1 ySS NO"
AXE rene at times There is always lingei
,ond of sunshine slumbering behind the darl
clouds, which may break forth the brigi
after the storm. How joyous and refresi
the to the heart leems the clearing away a
that the storm of sorrow Hope hangs her
rcuit in the clouds, and smiles through the fal
udge tear-drOps. r-
asOn After the storms of life are over, "
was that trust In the Lord shall be as M'
rears Zion, which cannot be removed, but abb
iary forever In that land of rest where
{ the gheart knows no SORROW, they shall jei
ebel- the jubilee Of a ransomed world before
court burning throne Of Cod there shall
viii, obtain gladness Of JOY, and sorrow
.. J. mourning shall fec away"
while
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