, 1875-12-05
FORGIVEN.
fPrompked BY Thomas S. 41obk's Pasntiae.}
Nights shadows

fPrompeed BY Thomas S. 41ook's Pasntiae.1
Nights shadows
Fall swiftly sud silently,
And tbs cuttained Hky, draped IN
Deep mourning, hides its pure,
Dnfsthumod hlue in I v,ss
6ea Of clouds. To him that
Waiks tns earth, unbowea by Ex1&<r
Nature is melancholy:
Nor leaf nor hower, whose form
Waves slowly in tho soft wtud1
Flight, varies tho hue from somhrs
Blown whiln tho dull, impending
Dono Of EeAvan spesk8 roc to MA1.
More toserable far would
Be tho voiceless darkness Of
Eternal night.
Ahuman voice hosts en- the J.
Shuddering Air, hopeless and I'd
Like the mouznfui vail Of
Harp whose cords arc broken;
Or the Willows bough swept BY
Tho tempest; Or the painting
Fawn. trembling with 8ear Wbtn tn
Hounds bray On tta t1zak.
The Last dtm
Ray Of the departing sun
Falls through Ao open window,
Where = mother weeps be4ia&
Her dead; and ~ the mellow
Light, struggling through rtttsa
Clouds, reats On the palld
Pastures Of the ailant ono,
They glow With the tnspirsttua
OF god.
The Lips zeposs, u malded
From IN Hcher,s bow, and Ezne
As ii she slept; the chseka v&s
Pale u marbta, Ahaped- with
1aatchless grace, by aki1lful h2nA1S
And eyes, I'll eloquent, olosed
Tenderiy, with dropping lAahss
That swAyed like graaaes 1t
H. brow vas ree.A
And ita confines faded into
Smooth and pohshed softnass:
While the heavy trtsses, loossAA
From restraint fell oArolsz2ly,
Hiding the swelling hreaat, and
MAnthng With sa1ksn fringe
Tho pail The hands, 10 anA1
And delicate thsy seeued Of
Childhood, wezs clssped in the
Attitude Of przJor. x0d heath
Thar neryeless p4oBsura laya
Dswy rose, whose haH-disc1rded
Fragments, braathing frsgEance, hxsvS
The door.
An angels purity
See1nad melted into womanH
Form.
Tho mother,
Worn with watching, bends abova
The still corpsa uf her child, md
The groov'd md troubled features flaA4
Into liquid tanderpeAs
Al she gazed upon thu ll$e1as3
Torm-yet but I moment
And hsr Awful agony
Couvu1dvely burst forth n
An a1ticu1Ate vail:
Reznorselaas Death not banquet AAQ
Contents, but IN this nttla nest
OF life, and Joy, md beauty, al
lovs, thou st1tdast With thy qusee-
Tha pau.
And mt thou gons, my ustle one7
Cold xre thy cheeks, thy lips Aro stI1
And mute in death thst loving toue
That echoes through tht1 hta4at, khZM9
Art Gone7
And shau never 80 thso mmA,
Thou dearaFst form On earth to "a
Nor hear thy footkteps On thA door,
Il Mght-w7nds preRs the laafJ ttss-
Forey&rmofc
flushed Is ths &ir; In h1anos drsad
clasp thea to ny aching heart,
Lest ahadowy forms, that c1aaefess trssd
Thy couch around, should claim my pxxt-
The dead.
My darling one, well hast thou ssktven;
But oh thou wart too puFe and 3Afr
Tor Earth; He calls thee' home to Heavx1
To joy supreme; thy fault9 ~ thaE1
Forgiven.
She CEASED:
And when the lat word had du6
In momnful cadence, With e5aa
All hot ftom burning tears, aho
Bent 10 kass tha silent Hps,
While darkneaa, deep and impa0ee1hl9
As Of the xraYe, folded both
The living and tho dead In
It4 close embrace: and from
The far. far distance cz1no TIN
Btilly chime Of tho TillaEb-
Eel, fa1utly and ooftly, u
II Awaknned BY faixy1
Hand.
Morning.
Came; yet the mother moved not;
Ripened bud and withered blossom
Mingled their petals thu 1uttowed
Cheek preaa'd that Of marble
Wh1tme&s; sflvef hair sotwsued
With chestnut; and 1nother4
Heart, true to a mothers loFe,
Keating upon the cold bresst
OF her child, WA forever atin.
ucAao. BIZ Kxm