The Lincoln County herald., 1871-07-06
THE WIFE.

From school and ball and rout she came,
The city's fair, pale dsuGhteS
70 drink the wine OF mountain air
Bstae the Bsarcamp Water. .Er
Her step grew frmef op tho hills friI
That watch our homesteads over;
On cheek and lip, from summer helds,
She caught tho bloom Of clover.
For health comes sparkling in the streams
From cool Chocorus stealing,
There q iron in our northern winds,
Our pines are trees' 'of healing.
She sat beneath the broad. armed eims
That skirt the moving meadow,
And watched the gentle vest wind weave
The grass with shine and shadow.
Beside her, from the summer heat
To share her grateful screening,
With forehead barred the farmer stood,
Upon his pitchfork leaning. , ..,r,N
Framed in his damp dark locks, his face
Had nothing mean or common
Strong, manly, true, tho tenderness
And pride beloved of women.
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She looked up, glowing with the health
The country air had brought her,
And, laughing, said, "You lack wife, .s.--
Your mother lacks daughter"
5"To mend your frock and bake your bread
You do not need lady:
Be sure among the brown old homes
Is some one waiting ready
"some fair, sweet girl, with skillful hand
And cheerful heart for treasure,
Who never played with ivory keys,
Or danced the polka's measure"
He bent his black brows to frown,
He set his white teeth tightly,
"'Tis well," he said, "for one like you
To choose for me so lightly.
"You think because my life is rude
take no note of sweetness;
I tell you love has naught to do
With moetness or unmeetness.
"Itself its best excuse, IL asks
| No leave Of pride or fashion,
| When silken zone or homsrun frock
| 1t etirs with thr0e3 OF passion.
"You think me deaf and blind; you bring
Your winning graces hithcr,
As free as If from cradle-time
wetwo had played together.
"you tempt me with your laughing eyes,
Your checks Of sun-down's bushes,
A motion Us of waving grain,
A music as Of thrushes.
"The play ythng of your summer sport,
The spells you weave around mo,
You cannot Mt your will undo
Nor leave me a you found me.
"You 60 as lightly as you came,
Your life is we'll without me;
What care you thar these hills will close
Like prison walls around rae? ..
"No mood is mine to seek wife,
a Or daughter for my mother;
G Who loves you loses in that love
All power to lovo anotherl
~ dare your pity or your scotn, Cd
With pride your own exceedingi
Hing my heart into your lap
Without . word Of pleading"
She looked up from the waving grass
So archly, yet so tender,
"And If give you mine" sho said,
"Will you forgive the lender
"No frock or tan can hide tho mar;
And see you not, my farmer,
: How weak and fond woman waits
J. Behind this silksp armor? n, t.....
'T love you on that love alone,
And not my worth, presuuing,
Will you not trust for summer fruit
The tree in May day blooming" -
Alone the hang bird overhead, y,,.a
His hair-swung cradle straining, -
Looked down to see loves uiracls,-.- -
T. The giving that is gaining. %
Aud so the farmer fosnds wife, sT-.l
His mother found daughter;
Theie iooks,no hsppier home than hers =,
On pleasant Bsarcamp Water.
s Flowers'.priss to bIolsom whsfO|she walks
}. The careful ways Of duty,
h, Our hard, suG lines Of life With hrrgy
III Are hoving cuSvos. .of. beauty. q f.tl.
y Our homes. are cheerier for her sake,
Our dooriyard brighter btoomihg,h II
And ell about the 'Oseiai Air l4q,i2 risl
II sweeter FOR her coming.
p .Ss, & AJonNG. WHITE
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