The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1874-04-29
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q. D. Prentice sail "No living poem
Gun 'urI"fo in beauty the following lines
fiom the muse Of Amelia -
Pale star, that with thy soft. sad light,
| Comes out upon my bridal eve.
have song TO sing tp night,
Before thou takest thy mournful
Since then. 80 softly ,i%e has eetirr'd
That months have almost seeucI like
hourR,
And 40, like little bird
Tim, slept too long among the flowers.
Aud, waking sits with wayeless wing.
ooft singing mid the shades of
even
Bit. oh with saIder heart sing
sing Of one who dwtlIs in Heaven.
The winds are soft, the clouds are few
Aud tendcrest thought my heart be-
guiies,
As, noa,ing Up through mist AID dew,
lhe pale young moon comes out id
And 10 the green, resounding shore
f., In si'very troois the ripvles crowd,
I'LL all tho ocean, dimpled ocr,
Lifts up its voice ami laughs aloud
And slar on star MI soft und t:allp,
Float up yon arch, screnely blue
Anu loet 10 earth nnu stcepeI iu balm,
My spirits float in ethsr, too.
Loved one! though lost 10 human sight,
feel thy spirit lingering near;
Aud softy.-as l feei the light
y That trcrnbIcs thr Sugh Tho atmosphere
AS i'll some temples holy shadts,
Enough mute the hymn and hush cd tho
A SOLEMN awe. the soul per1adcs,
Which tells that worship has been
there
A. breath Of license. left alone,
-. Where many n censor swupg around ;
Whlch thrills the wanIcrer like TO one
WHO breads Oh cousecratcd ground.
know thy SOIL, from worlds of bliss
Yet st"ops awhile to dwell with me;
Am,h caught the pruyer biealhcd in this
/ Tnht ut last might dwsll with thss
\ hcnr u murmur from the seas,
That thrills me like thy spirits sighs:
hehr voice on every breeze.
What makes to NINE its low replies
a voice all low and sweet, like thine
1t gives an answer TO my prayer,
And brings my soul from iiea3en--n sign
lEnt l viii KNOW aud meet thee there.
tll Know thee there by that sweet face,
Round which tender II, plays,
Sill touched with that expressive grace,
liza. "'nde thrc lovely MI thy days
by thar sweet smile that Ger il sued
A hcauty like the light Of even,
Whose s"L expresst"H never fed,
Even when Its soul had fed 10 Heaven
Ill know thee by the starry crown
That entters in thy raven hair
Oh by these Elesscd sighs nlone,
III know .hee thrre, III know thee
For, oh thine eyea, within whose sphere
The sweetest youth and beauty met,
That swam in love d soi.ness here,
Must swim in love aud soi!ness yet
For, ah iis dark and liqril beams,
Though sWIdened by u thousand sjghs,
We're holisr than The light that str"am,
., Down tin :r"in the gnles Of Parndis.-
Were hrigh, and radiant like the m,rI,
Yet sott n"d dewy as the eve;
TOO sau Tor eyes VIII ire IN, les are BON
Too young for eyes ~ learn To gricvc.
wonder if this cold. sweet breeze
Hath touched Thy lips ana flannel thy
For all NY spirit hears md, secs..
Recalls thee 10 my mcm"ry now ;
For esary hour we breathed apart
;, Will but increase, il Il nt can be,
The love THAT fills this lonely heart,
Alrtaiy filed 80 full ft,ce;
etmtny u tear these eyes !mu.t weep,
And many II sin must he forgiven,
Ere thcs. pale lids shall NIX to sleep,
And y"u and | shall meet in Heaven