Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1871-06-17
rhe Child's Corpse.
~ yIEoISIr. HvwHss

o. Life Anl Death ATs rear allied,
Aad saeh eau wear the OihsT's sseIAlnr
Aud, some, DsseaItst,like, decide
That Life is bot A aysiie dreaming
I saw is face, Yea drsadml Death
Palsl not the lsVsly smile il ware
And had s'en faeey heard breath,
had not IAsugb, its life wAs Ger
I say The lost one shTOud was eAi
And b,esssms mid her hul-hToSn hsF
Yet scarce could lhlnk the soul had gone
Ahd len ils former Nss1nsn1 there
Her eyes. that late we're azure, bright
Were ysilsd by lids Of pFarl'like hue
I slnest thought sa~ the light
These soft, white lids vas bsamlhs 'hro
Aud her earr,iur lips, | marked,
We're ehlsslsd rarely plain
While, breAth,sssly, ! beat andhAIked
To hear her TITLE voice sgafn;
but, save -iild IephyTs drsam'hke trili,
TIA, stss upon the shudlerins air,
rhs darsly .curtAihed room vas sllli, 's.
Ana thea felt that Death was there.
Ne hshss sher hearts are highest beating
With hope that Love aud Joy have made
To the future din through cryptic shade
And every hour are souls re,reaIing
We see L,s work In every vale,
where human love and life may be-
lie haunts alike the sylvan dale
! And gale. born billows OF the sra;
| Yes. every nook he II surely hnd-
Beneath his wing all eyes must did.
| Poieniest tyraut Of earths kind,
n. htU.
Dut there's a Realm above the stars
The Sayiour's words, In Scripture, teEchi
Whose rapiurous 10y no demon mars,
And where Deaths sable wings heer
reach
A blessed world, beyond this sphere
Where Joy bat holds temporal relgr-
Where spirits hnd fond friends lost hrrei
And Eden is revived again
Twas there the child, on wings Of light,
Freed from Death cold aud drear alrtinei
un,o | ',i Gi,srs onsn arm,
I'd seen her hut few morns before,
When like the lark $ her voice was coy I
IS sne rosed along brook 8 green shore,
And plncsed the yiolets OF May
: saw her, toJ, within the grove,
Join in the chilJrens frolic wild
But areamt not there grim Death would
rove
From aosrs and sports to steal the child
But lifes antagonist 8 everywhere,
u;s ,,.,cbo n, hIoss no one viii spare.
a., NJ, !, r,IIs ,.i,hon, varn;ng
Ali years have Iassed in motley fight,
And have learned the lesson well:
To-day, we gaze on beings bright
Tomorrow, hear their funeral knell:
And have seen the strong man fail
As falls some leafy storm. reft Dough,
When life, and health, and joyance, all
Were written on his god Like brow
And in all my mem'ry's heightened sweep;
I 400 ,ha, dsa,bs lin n sernen,s rtecn
Sw;l l;tn's rairest aowers
In dreams | sometimes see her face:
;Htw airy fancy will beguile e!)--
Ana times sad change cannot erase
Its sweet though soul.descrted smile:
| dream l see her mother bend
Above the form though dead yet DEAR
Thus it.em'ry wakes my little friend
And friendship prompts a tear.
Say, have you seen no scene like this ?
When g.r,H cas roison Loves dear bliss.
And dasb Ltyes mantlipp Gun to earth2
All, yes-it seems no one can spurn
Such dream 81 and bid them all DEPART
Dcet in some stuls such visions burn
And warm the else world-frozen heart:
Thes come o'et every musing mind
Like balmy incense on the air, ..s
Frwaaving spells the soul to bind,
And seem u wing away with care:
Der the purest hearts they softly steal