, 1869-11-21
4 PORN BY PERR HYACINTHE
uRccolfectaons of ch,ldhood.u

original poem BY pero AJAelntne+ which We gtVo
nnuIo, ~ fol1oWn;
REcoLLEcTIoSs OF CHILDHOOD.
"Doloe color a'or,ental sanlro,"-Dants,
while Wa .t.'l 1ouns child. fresh and fA,r,
Nj days ID study, PRAYER. aad cai.dtsn play,
In solitude untfcIhled passed anay.
our l,i.,e house beside convent stood,
Where OH prayed before the uosJ Rood,
Saint CE1utf !-as tue dear nale esy,
Come throts,ng thoughts Of yeasa long passed
When happy peace winged esrry nee.tnz hour.
AId Spring within my soul burst into nover.
The sunshine through no pictured ~lndow falls,
Making . twilight In the dreamy slr;
~ G stAts!5 i nafe %n Or r sealp!asea frezo taele-
Thy ancient walls. nor oer them iyies twIne;
No proud helltn1ers, whose Ginning melodies
Qntoo the 6ttds that wa1ble IN the skiea;
No pomp OF tonhs na4t thou, wherein the dead
Low IN the du1t tepoae the wearr head
Within ny whlta walls al u bright and gaI,
Ana tells u tnou vert made but Tor day.
Wberc al eArlh's no!ses into allenco fade,
Tnat falls upon the aa1a1.ed mind like balm.
And Ike shadoE Y from my happy pa9t,
A charm reet.tless round m, soul has cast.
Thete, once each morning. on thy pavement wide,
n1eas me dowD fs.h i,s f1on tae mpd ssde
ny Boul to God In cbi1ds4h prayer did bow.
How nany times. while ross tne vespeF prayer.
Descending slowly, Ike the holy doEe,
a eacred resette hetned my soul In lore
An angel rent 10 SaiAe despondtng cJea
While the tall tapefs gave soitened light,
And the yelled choir charmed tic ltat'n1ng night
We s5 e. a., s's, .e q il. 5
For ,hls love thee. Eser from thy walls
holy pence upon MI Bpr1f falls.
% happy Days! Q days long loat, s,ill dea.l
4 lofty hall. my father HosktnE near
see hnopR my early memories,
| There ~ ycung etsters and my brother plsyea,
liz he % si,1ae % pee shat tRPooxn lae suume,
houYt
Fits reasless DER the gardenB wealth Of flowers,
| LRhta On oud, and then AWAY aEMn,
went from pen to book, and book 70 pen.
An! loved fetKtAt, to memory ever nearl
The thought Of thee brtnRa sne quick coming ter
E'en though drew thine Image line By line.
| cannot paint tue lpeIi th1l once wAa thine;
That & shroush the maIsa q our childish play
linen hand n hand with Joy my young soul
Nor eer met With Sorrow A. We pfayed.
| Where, on thy vine cfad hills, o Tur1neun,
| The purpe clusters Hpcn in the sun.
| In the old wills, Where our childtsn eyes
! Saw Gothic toweEB IN feudal poMp mise,
10 It1ree sweet children - murnn,ed ,I low tnel,
| loves
shared ~ spozss. aud spent my neppy hours
The eldest seemed that favored cnlid Of light
From whose rcd lips fell pearls and diamonds
Angel or iaisy seemed the vision splendid,
And peace and Joy her every step attended.
The b1eeEea followed her with . seet caresle,
The sunshine there its lost gold seemed 10 seet.
The iann that de-, beiose NJ outssfesched hand
the tmld sparrow lot ita cary dread,
And nlbhled from her hand the crumbs OF bread
- Al, how I longed to stop Tho ns.ue
When, in our home, We seemed TO call her oa1a!
40 40 .s Wae9 , 1ne iels ". 10 ny Ntstloi e5es
soT Mfse sss 7i1a q send
To watch. down The long atreet, the way ahe went
For IN her absence ai! snlies ned away
| The charm had gone from study and from play.
A void was IN nj heart, fosloFn and weary:
Without her presence ali tue world was dleArJ.
Through all MI home, now but desert drearJ,
| HeE form Baw, hes voice seemed 70 hear;
And through the watches Of decelliul night,
Her 10 age sooshed NE IN vision bright
One s q i,H in9,e days when Gods smile plercesi
The summer stJ. 40 perfect Is the blue
And 70 the vaAt dome OF the aEchln8 sE1es
h5mn Of lore and Worship SCENT 10 rise,
| Ml0ENpg, beneath the 8hkuJ fQ{e4t bpHeFA
The Aong Of birds and the sweet breath OF doMess
Ont In the 1elda We held y little feast,
s,eeas Sss III ~ a s
Upon the shoulder Of the little hill.
Within the dim edge Of the echoi1g wood.
Alas! between Us Ja vnsd I DISTANCE wide,
And weary dragged the time, far from her sI6e
But when the least was 0'ar, aud we were fFee,
how bnthelF rang again our childish Glca!
II Like wild bird let loose IN native skies,
Through the green shickeis swift her lIght foo
| dies,
Ard the cnhnce tnrninRs OF the tangled naIe
Now hide her forD now yield Il 70 my gaze.
And pufsue, A wild wiki youthful blsss
| We chase enc nEinX steps OF hAppipesy-
That phantom vague, that ever tonpss Us On.
Only TO vanish WIKI the horizon,
! Ny JeaII were twelve but aulI that happy eve
! Within my heart golden Trace can Leave;
And Ill the imprezslons later yesfa have m2dc,
Reside that bright spot Into darkness fnle.
| fee, ye arc still my glory and my JOY.
| In ny cha1th thoughts n11ght ba8er ahau alloy
| Tba holy memories atIA 6uor0
| With spirit rQfe and virgin eyofmoro.