The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-07-05
GEMS OF POETRY.

HSpe, Faith and Love.
HOPE y Ike harebell trembling from its birth
RSi,S 4. IKE IKE rose, the Joy Of all the earth;
AesEe ts 2 lovely rose. the world delight;
h''-oSsils ana sweet lilies show a thoTnlesi
But the rosa with all its thOrns sxceIs them
Christina @. ROsse.a
Love.
think that love is like a play,
Where tears and smiles are blended
Or like fsithless April day,
Whose shine with shower is ended =
Like Col BbrOOk pavement, rather rough
Like trade, exposed to losses;
And like Highland plaid, all stuff,
And very full Of fcrosses.-ET0ed
Reason.
l would mako
Reason my guide, but she should sometimes sit
Partially by the way-side, while traced
1no t.5 macs csc or the pleasant wilderness
Ant not my tyrant, For the spirit needs
AErHlses from deeper source than hors,i
AHd there are motions in the mind Of man
HAT che must look upon with swe.-BTydRt
Hope.
Can wisdom lend, with all her heavenly power,
The pledge Of joy anticipated hour3
Al, mol she dimly soes the face Of man,
Her dim horizon bounded to span;
Ory she hold an image TO the view,
Tis nature painted too severely true,
With thee, sweet Hope. resides the heavenly
That yours romOtost rapture on the siEht;-
Yet if, as holiest men have deemed, there be
land of souls beyond that sable shore,
70 shame the doctrine Of the Sadducee
And sophists madly vain of dubious lore;
How sweet il were in concert To adore
With those who made our mortal iabors light |
Behold each mighty shade revealed to sight,
The Bsetrian, Samian, sage. and sll who taught
the right--BBTOn.
10 Browning.
There is delight in singing, tho none hear
BESIDES the singer and there Is delight
In Praising. though the pTaiser sit alone
And see the praised far of him, far above.
Shakspeare is nOt-Our poet. but the worlds,
PPhereiore on him or e, speochl and brieffer thee,
No man bath walks along our roads with
so active, so ilquiring an eyes or tongue or step
SO varied in discourse. But warmer elimes
Give brighter Plunage, stronger wings the
Of Alpine Eish hts thou pIayest with borne on
Beyond Sorrento and Amalh where
The siren waits thee, singing song for song.
Waller SdDd0e Lander,
A Prayer.
Great God ask Thee for no meaner pelf,
Than that may not disRPpOint myself,
That in my actions may tOar as high
As can now discern with this clear eye;
md next in value what Thy kindness lends,
That may greatly disappOint my frionds,
How or they think or hope that it might be.
Thoy may not dream how Thou'st distinguished
That my weak hand may equal my firm faith,
And my life practice more than my tongue
That my low conduct may not show.
Nor my relonHng lines,
That Thy purpose did not know,
Or OVerTated Thy designs.
The Proxy Saint.
Each for himself must do his Masters work.
Or at his peril leave 10 all undOne:
Witness the fate of one who sought TO Shiik
he sanotuary's service, yet would shun
The penalty. A man Of ear hiy aims
% rung the apologue), whose piOuE spouse
Would oft remind him of the ohuroh'g & claims,
Still answered thus; go thou and pay our
vows
For thee and mel'' Now, when at Petor's gate
The twain together had arrived at last,
He let the woman in; then to her IN ate.
Shutting the door Thou hast already passed
By proxy" said the saint-''Just 10 the way
That thOn on earth vast wont 60 fast and
pray"
J. .. Sore.