Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1872-03-10
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Too long the lingering vtg1 vexed my sight,
Too long my spirit chafsd in angry pride,
long my heart opposed with all its might
The breach which every day grew stin more
Too long did stubborn folly keep at bay
The better thoughts thai weiied up from our
And hasty resolutions bitter sway
Keep two proud souls apart.
An angry word snd angrIer reply
And stubborn silence which no tongue
might break;
Nurtured and cherished as the years went by
Embittered years that no remonstrance
Oh, years that past us by IN angry haste
And laughed with cruel scorn and hooking
hate,
What give you in return for all this waste
But cruel words, too Later
Oh years Of boyhood dreams and hopes all
OF mystical unrest and vague desire,
Alternate Joy and sadness and delight,
And hopes all crushed to build a funeral
Obi years hat traced your memory with
relentless hand
Upon our poor mortality and left II there,
A visible and ever growing brand
The shadow of DESPAIR.
OH years of stubborn pride and bitter strife.
OF h~eart-chords wrung and happiness
delayed,
What 1--WE you in return for that young life
Whose freshness wtthered as its hopes de-
Can you give back the rose-bloom to the
cheek,
The brightness to the eyer Oh, years what
Can Tecompense thy dight, and yet restore
The freshness of the heart
The cloud is past. We wake as from a dream,
And look upon a calm and peaceful sky,
But thoughts how backward in a turbid
stream
That VIII not brook command, to days gone
by
wake as from a dream that murdered rest,
And strive 10 stihe each remembered pain,
Each sorrow and regret but, do our best,
Their shadows sti1 remain.
The cloud is past. Forgive we and forget.
We WOO the future for It's promised boon;
We hold no censure, cherish no regret,
Nor deem our hearts grew weary all too soon.
Our path lay straight before US. but we turned
aside,
And strayed into the meshes of remorse and
grief;
Aye, we have learned the worth Of suuen pride
And cruel unbelieE.
But now forgive we and forget at last,
And % and distrust shall reign no more
proud deceit to hide within the past
A foolish lie that was confessed before.
At last the pallid cheek with rose-tlnt CLOVIS,
The scorn-curled lip in loving smile Is drest;
Al last the weary spirit dnds repose
Within a kindred breast.
oh THE weary years Of S rife we past,
Nursing the fires of sOul-cOnsuming hate,
l rejoice TO know that now at last
The victory Is won, nor won too late.
will not stop TO question whose the fault
hat made our paths dtverge through many
years,
Enough that we have now aTfper trust
Afatth baptised in tears,
The youthful fire of love CLOVIS not as erst
Within our then unGlught, now sobered,
heart,
mat Wild intense, exquisite Joy that burst
Upon oar youth, and tlasn Withdrew apart.
Now purer, though ubdued, its hailowed1 light
Burns deeper and more steadily than the
II needs no art to keep it Furnished bright,
Nor hide its light from men.
Come, dearest, to these arms and TO this breast
Where you may cling with trust forever
more
God grant you find that sweet and peaceful
rest,
Through weary years denied us both before.
Jome, heartto heart, my love, and hand in
hand,
Wen breathe wi hanks to God as In one
breath
And side by side viii walk lies broadening
strand,
Aye even unto death,
MEMPHIS, March 8, 1872.