Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1869-08-03
POLITICAL.
THE PRICE OF PEACE.

A woman paced with hurried step, her lone and
dreary cell,
The setting sun with golden ray uPOr her dark hair
fell,
Which lay disheveIed on her breast. and nj ny
shred of grey
Wound midst those tresses-sorrow's giit-Vhlic on
her breast they lay
She murmured disconnected strains, as to and fro
f.' she raced,
And wildly beaned her Piercing eye. and on hes
burning flush OF fever gowed.-then rolled the
ofthought from thoae thin coral lips passionate
she cried:
'Peace, peace they tell me peace has come, they
sAy the is "'er:
The battlecry, the shrek of death, shall fill the land
They bid nv heart rcjoce-be glad; :; they bid my
Yes yes. INV heart thou shOudst rejoice, for thou
hast FafR for peace!
trAh let lne count the price once more, for my
, he faintest mote that they should give to that
/ had son, a noble boy, just entered mnn!ood's
binom,
But he forg", his mothers tears when first the can
Was hearG upon our Southern shores, atI 'twns
magic spell.
And galIantlv he bore our q and CALAMITY h, fell.
never saw my boy again obey say tny tears Hust
But Hc,bert drop for drop with thine my heart paid
blood for p ace!
"Anothe, eon, 9 stripping boy who, always By my
Trail as lily, was content forever to abide:
Not eighteen summers had nursCd, with all a
mothNr's care.
This tender plant, when orders came my only child
tn tear.
I begged his life besought and wept, but no, it
could not be:
They bore him off. He met the foe on hill
piain.
But dronp't and died know not where,-wc never
met again
Oh! Willie, with thy soft blue eyes! hush, hush :,
t"ars must craae.
Yet, darling, with thy dying eroans Tpaia in part
for PEACE!
"Now 6oM gonr-who had left? ? None but tho
Who'd mingled tear for tear with mine,-he who
had born" part
In every throb Of anguish wild which still my bo
Whose eyes were dim whose'har was grey, with
nights nf weeping spent
For thcsc thong lat that thro' all this
midnight gloom,
Would. hand in hand. walk mournfulIy together to
the tomb
''But War inaa tiate claimed lin too; saw him too
depart.
And comet hing made of stone, I think, was giv'n
me for heat:
could not weep for many day: was alone aIono
With that cold weight within my b-eact-that
heavy heart stone
"Tears came and melted It at last; in prison far
Heavy and worn. uncarcd for too he languishcd
day by day
But Herb".t and sur wiIlio came, and babe the
ptive 60;
They broke his chains knew they did. TIE angels
told me So;
And uhcn they bare his eou loft and bae his suf1-
rings csasc.
pAid in spirit his grave nHNatI o,ccd for PEACE.
"g1uss rejoice? r"rohauce might; but this
all ,mr price
All! did ny Jewels, did my teara, my broke" heart
No upon the battle. field ten thousand name
less graves.
Call on thcwinds for signs and groans-go tell the
To bring their dc"d--the priacn lie to shrek their
sick'min.s Ice,
Concentrate. il you've power to night, widows and
orphans walls;
Heap broken hearts on broken hearts. till Pity bid
cease.
And then you' hnvc not hUT the price that we have
PEAC.
"Thcy say Pm mad-it may be so; they've bound
me in this cell:
know not when they brought me here. and moth.
iug can tell
OF Heaven above earth benNat tn but oh till iifo
siIali cease.
Though roason's gone. THE PRICE I'll K<ow
] HAVE PAID FOR PEACE -