The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1872-02-01
or the COuRrER.
ORIGINAL POEM.
BARBRA UBRYK!
BY J. B. ENNIS.

BY J. B. ENNIS.
."ris sad sickening thought to feel,
That one has lived and lives In vain;
To SEQ bright prospects, from her steal
And banquet on remorse and pain"
What wierd spell or potent power
Can parch the frost and spare the mower
Whist tongue can tell the grief and voc
The human heart may undergo
As dark within its sullen lair
IL feeds upon Its own despair.
Nor mirth, nor joy, TO life will wake
The bleeding heart that will not break
Full many q spring with sun and showe
Has walked to Life the gentle flower;
Full many a summers dazzling light
slow circling come has winged It's flight
Full many an autumn's hallowed hand
Has crowned with vintage this fair land
Full many q chill and piercing blast
OF winter hoar has come and past
Yet still I'm here within these walls
Where every noise my soul appalls-
But. oh, how changed by phrenzy's rage
From blooming youth TO wint'ry age q
In this foul den full twenty years
I've spent In wrstchedness and tears,
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And then lsughed and gazed ON high
And madly prayed that might die.
And in the blsckness Of despair
TINS ul-snapeo mas ABOUT my neck
All matted now by long neglect.
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The very stones within <his cell
Ifthey had tongues what tale would tell
This stony floor my bed and seat
I'VE warmed IL With my naked feet:
For I have neither bench NOR chest
Nor pallet soft nm which To rest.
A little straw supplies the same
Ana tb,. !. Al, the conch I claim
Ana near the httte ofa1en ooof
I've worn IL smootn Oy passing o ef
In idle hope that might hear y
some friendly footssep drawing near
some geuer ous soul whose tender eyes
Would how In pity, nor despise
My wretched rags and frightful look
Nor chide the fault a nun mieht brook.
The sin that shut me in this cell
r.t,< a ,vs~v.o ~ep,x,luc So -Ane
Dus s.m nv Ai.u iofslsius o"e
wouio .'s.eu w 'ne Wro'oueu uun'
NO s1.uel noa.' WIN pIty1nE oyo
ou eeu /" 'e". ~ ~
Du' nAo sumo Arisu1ul ueuu :.
49, 0athing turn away - fbar: -
GoheeF;
They shunned me, and spake NO words o
Then back within this dismal cell
More ut for demons chained In hell
threw me ON my stony bed
And heAped foul curses ON the head
Ofthose, who In religions name,
oS,.r.,. ~. ..,,.S N. ors r,oht
Ana .nnt m. mn ,n 6,arme,itet
If were sole TO blame Isnould not sign
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Obscures -Alas that thus 1t should
With well disembled looks and time
ImpArt sancity 70 crime!
For there be deeds in sweet religions name
So foully done the saints for shame
In heaven blush and leave poor man
Togrovel on a. best he can.
lhe.e cohes ume oy sunering long
me neaft grows caiious 70 all wrong;
Ana TINS a'as mas peen my snare
SO tnat now my neart VIII bear
me stee, nor inurmar aueht aloud
nu. ai.e Tue p.'e colse IN i.s snroud
All nieless ana enoomped oeiow
iako refuge IN i's efiei ana woe
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Ana snfar an arc aaath sh.,, ,a..
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NJ - .~s VII us
Alas in life nausht q sweet that's lent
But makes it bitter when ,tis spant,
Isometlmes wonder II Itnereo De
ethi living one Wnoieeis iof me
motner IN whose aSeu breast
aso SUI. nay nsPiy ress'
TOT orotners, sisters' nave none,
anu A1sne1 ne nis i"co mao run
s - never eio psaoie;
rol no was los. :. go I'm tola
49, - :. ueleiu sue oa~n'
10y ~ ,.o,' n,' 80 - soue'
From her alas Z single word
For more than twenty years-so strong i
These bars and my confinement loue.
Oh would II were INV lot It last
To be forgetful of the past
As liam now forgotten quite;
Its presence then to me we're might.
A Ablank wherein no thought would dwei
VI SURFING past or tortuftng hell
As for the future-I can bear
Ine low orleI Gays i've YET 10 spare
Eo must io,o sais ves'ufe up
o,I,ss arssr ~ h,,tsr a. arsa. - - ,roa
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Nv Idol Ana INV su,a,nr s,ar~
Far thee lived s.d Iooted .s.r
when thou vert absent from INV sirht: -
And presence made me drunk with love-
Though thou art long since gone above;
anou was' tne source OF all my woe
ru rus ~ ao' ,ne l.a.'-'nou ne.el cans. kno'
ms u.s'ess 'ose "nich twenty yean
Have not expunged until life's sea
c'''sed ana go aence 10 tnee'
Her voice though weak now weaker gre
n