Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1871-02-24
COTTAGE AND HALL.
BY ALICE CARY.
with eyes 70 her seWing-Work droppe.

BY ALICE CARY.
With eyes to her sewing-work dropped
And with hair in a tangled shower,
And with roses kissed by the sun, 50 brown,
Young Ianey sat in her bower
A garden nook with work and book;
Aud the bars that crossed her girlish
gown
Were as blue as the faxen flower,
and her little heart, iJ beaL and beat,
Till the work shook on her knee,
For the golden combs are not so sweet
To the honey-fasfing bee
As to her her thoughts of Alexis
And across a good green piece of wood,
Ana across field of flowers,
A modest, Iowly house there stood
That held her eyes for hours
A cottage low hid under the snow
or cherry and beaLi-vine flowers
For there at her dis an bent,
And spinning a double thread of song
And OF wool, in her sweet content
sat the mother Of young Alexis.
And Janey turned things in and out,
as foolish maids viii do.
What could the song oe all about?
Yet well enough she knew
That while the fingers drew the wool
As fine as dne could be,
The loving mOLher-heart was full
OF her 10Y gone 10 sea-
Her blue-es ed boy, her pride and joy,
On the cold and cruel sea-
Her darling boy, Alexis.
And beyond the good green piece of wood,
Among its ancient oaks then stood,
With gables high and gray,
A lofty hall, where mistress of all
Sue might dance the night away.
And. a. she sat and seWeu Ter seam
In the garden bower that day
Alike from seam and alike TrOm dream
Her Gruau6 thoughts would stray;
1t would be SO fine ike a lady TO shine.
And 10 dance the night away
And Oh and alas for Alexis
And suns have risen and suns gone down
On cherry and bean-vine bowers,
And the tangled curls DER the eyes dove
brown
Nor are there bars IN the homespun gown
As blue as the haXen flowers
Ay, winter wind aud winter rain
Have beaten away the bowers,
And little Janey is Lady Jane,
And dances away the hours
she hath TO play and sing,
And her m0tnerls house and land
Could never buy the jeWeled ring
She wears on her lily hand
The hand that is false 10 Alexis!
All, bright were the sweet young checks
and eyes,
And thssIlHlen gown was gay,
w hen first 90 the hall as mistress of all
She came on her Wedding-day.
'NOw where, my brides' says the groom in
Now where will your chamber be"
And from wall to wall she praises all,
But chooses the one by the sea!
And the suns they rise and the suns they |
set,
But sne rarely sees their CLEAN,
For often her eyes with tears are wet,
And the sewing work is unfinished yet,
And SO is the giFIlsh dream.
For when her ladies grid at her,
And when her lord is cold and stern,
I'D memories in her heart must stir,
And she eau not choose juG mourn
Tor the gentle boy, Alexis
And Away, when the dance is done,
And her weary feet are free,
me SITS IN her chamber all alone
At the window next the sea,
And combs her shining treSses down
By the HghL of the fading stars i
md may be thinks OF her hOmespun gown
With the pretty FAX flower bars
FOR when the foam of WinGry gales aH
Runs white along the blue,
iearlng the rattle OF stinened sails,
She trembles through and through,
And maybe thinks of Alexis.
HaTper's Magazine for March.