The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1867-06-21

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TO ONE IN HEAVEN.

riGt,E33kGE -. .PRENfICE-himsef one OF the mos
HittGd OF the American lnrds-thlnlis that n,
~ iut inti, can surpaSS the graCcfulncss nm,
beauty Of the following lines from thr ms" :"
N"'''"l Ih"N are exceedingly beautiful:
rae star, that with thy soft sad light
Tame out upon my bridal eve.
have song 10 sing Tonight
h'i"rr thou tax st thy mourful leave.
since then so softly time l.ath stirr'd
lhht months have almost seemed like hours
And am like II little bird
Ih"ts slept too long among the flowers.
Ahd' waking sits with wavclcss wing.
Soii singing mid the shades of even:
Hut oh, with sadder heart | sing
sing OF one who dwcls in heaven.
me winds are soft, the clouds are few,
Ahu tcndcresi thought my heart bcguiles.
~ honting up through mist and dew,
inc pRl' young moon comes out and smiles:
Nhd To the green rcsounding shore
IN siIvcry troops the ripplcs crowd,
III all the ocean dlmplcd DER,
Inns up It's voice and laughs aloud
And star on star, all soft and calm.
Floats up yon arch sprrncly blue;
And, lost to earth and stepped in balm.
My spirit floats in ether too.
Loved one! though Lost to human sight,
feel thy spirit lingering near,
~ softly MS feel the light
That trembcS through the atmosphere;
rs in some temples holy shades,
Though mute the hymna land hush'd the PRAYER
y solemn awe the soul pcrvadcs,
Which tells that worship has been there
y breath of incense left alone
Where many IL censor swung aroung
" Ill thrill the wandercr, like tone.
Who treads on consecrated ground
know thy soul, from worlds of bliss
That stoops awhile to dwell with me.
Hath caught the prayer brcathed in this,
That at last might dwell with thee
hear murmur from the seas,
Ihat thrills me like thy spirits sghs;
hear voice ON every breeze.
That makes to mine its low replies
y voice all low and sweet like thine:
IT gives an answer to my prayer,
And brings my soul from heaven n sign
Ilat shall know and meet thee there
I'll know thee there by that sweet face,
Round which tender halo plays,
Still touched with that expressive grace
That made thee lovely all thy days.
~ that sweet smile that DER it shed
y beauty like the Light of even,
Whose soft expression never fed,
Even when its soul had flown to heaven,
III know thee by the starry crown
Ih:t giitlcrs in thy raven hair:
GA! by these blessed signs alone
III know thcc there-I I'll know thee there
rah! thine cye, within whose sphere
The sweets of youth and beauty mot,
laai 'wam in love and >nitnes| here,
Must win in love and Softnoss yet.
For ah! its dark aud liquid beams,
Though saddcu'd by "a thousand signs
We're holicr than the light that streams
Down from the gates of Paradise
We're bright and radiant like the morn,
Yet soft and dcwy as the eve;
Too sad for eyes where smiles are born,
roo young for ears that learn to gricvc.
wonder II this cool sweet brccze
Hath touch'd thy lips and fnun'd thy brow,
FOR a.! my spirits hears and =. cS
Recall thee to my memory now;
Fu" ""'ry hour We breathe apart.
VIII hut increase, If that can be-
TIL" loyo that Nils this little heart,
Already i!'lcd SO full Of thee,
ret many u tear these eyes must weep
Aud many - sin must he forgiven,
Ere thrs" pale lids shall sink To sleep
Ere thou and shall meet IN heaven.