Litchfield enquirer., 1869-07-29
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 HOPE AND MEMORY.

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 sf= asx i-fs.is ss.. For the EsQUzszR. i HOPE AND MEMORY. s'' Hope tells of future days and years, s'.z Of happiness and peace; .ts st It drives away desponding fears
 And makes dream of bliss t.re But Memory, faithful to her trust 5au Recalls an earlier day,
 a4j And earlier hopes which tima has crushsd ' ; 5f, Or finger yet in long delay. aiss wtiHs
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 sia Memory let us scan thy page ss,i .s E.s. And read a scene or two,
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 And teach us whist to do. fis4 -}4~'G.i ' Go to the loved one's dying bed T
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 Hear the last words they ever ssid, ,l9i z.fl See the last look they gave -l,.- 'aE And if the scene calls sorrow up { Issk Guf, And fills the heart with grief, .aF Then hope may come and mix the cup {a. With balm of sweet relief ..r Yes, Hope when joined with faith and love- o May calm the troubled breast s," "7a 8 IA, < And point theeye to scenes above, t,.Aa. 5 a2 so To scenes among the blest. .f,,..,..
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 To everlasting life.
 MORRIS. July 24, 1ses n.qsa A..es ..g. al. u.t s-.f ----------- sN -..-s fs.a...e For the Iitchfeld ENouIRKB.
 TO LITTLE PAULINE D.
 Bird of the snowy wing and gentle tone, ts wooing and winning every heart to thee,
 Thou bearest healing lesves thou lovely one;
 Come to the ark, Pauline, our dove to be- ~.
 Pauline, our own to be- -f Here loving hands shall weave thy downy nest,
 And thou shalt sing thy thrilling melody: 4ii' Fold now thy pinions on thy peaceful breast, And rosy wreaths, Pauline, thy bonds ahal be, ,.t-.. . Happy as Bird can be.
 Thy features wear the lines and hues of heaven
 No pencil ever dipped in tints so fair; s~la such nv1ng Rrace hath aculpture never gwen
 The Hand Divine hath set his signet there, Pauline, his name to bear. We gaze into those soft expressive eyes, -es5 And seem to read thy spirits destiny aa7i}41 As angel-watchers OCT thy vision rise, 's1- 3tsu
 Their grace and beauty to perfect in thee, 9ti
 child of grace to be. Is 5 And as those violet lids SO softly close, .,. 4 .z
 The rosebud mouth is smiling as in glee, 4,.. As round thee still they gladden. thy repose, v , Wake thou, or sleep, Pauline, thy guard to be- 4 ~+,EaA@ .t& Thy angelguard to be- lssgp. Should these dear hands e'er press aching heart
 These feet with pain Me's pilgrimage fulfil, z. And in thy anguish should thy friends depart, " Take hear, take heart, Pauline, God never will, i8p rse Pauline, God never will MILTON, July 2s, 1889. 'a-4a i-o4s adN4 ~ A 1' 'io