Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1875-04-07
The Psalm Book i'm the Carrot.

Had garnered all their twilights there.
The heart can see so clear and far
In such place with such light
6 Cd counts His heavens star by STAR
Aud rains them down unclouded night.
Where rafters set their cobwebb'd feet
Upon the rugged oaken ledge,
found flock of singers sweet,
Like snow-bound sparrows in a hedge.
n silk of spiders spinning hid
4 long and marrow Psalm-book lay;
wrote name upon the lid,
Then brushed the idle dust away.
All, dotted tsibe with ebon heads
That climb the slender fence along!
As black ink, as thick weeds,
Ye little Africans Of song!
Who wrote upon this page Forget
Me Net2" These cruel leaves of old
III ave crushed to death violet
See here it's speoter's pallid gold.
A penoiled whisper during prayer
Is til at poor dim and girlish word.
But all. I Enger longest whore
It opens of it's own accord.
These spotted leaves How they once basked
Beneath the glance of grlhood's eyes,
And parted to the gaze unmasked
As spread the wings Of butterflies.
The book falls open where it will
Broad on the page runs Silver Street.
That shining way to Zion's Hill
Where base and treble used to meet.
shake the leaves. They part at Near
Again they strike the good old tune;
The village church is builded here:
The twilight turns to afternoon.
Old house of Puritanic wood
Through whose implanted windows streamed
IN seats primitive and rude
As Jacobs pillow when he dreamed.
TIL e white and undiluted day,
Thy naked aisle no roses grace
Tn at bIossomed at the shuttle's play
Nor saints distempered bless the place.
Like feudal castles. front to front,
In timbered oak of Saxon Thor
To brave the siege and bear the brunt
Of Banyan's endless Holy War.
The pulpit and the gallery stand
Between the twain peaceful space,
The prayer and praise on either hand,
And girls and Gospel face to face.
hear the reverend Elder say.
Hymn hfty-frst long meter. sing"
hear the Psalm-books t1uttered play
Like the focks of sparrows taking wing.
Armed with d fork to pitch the tune,
[ hear the Deacon call 6 Dundee -
And mount as brisk as Bonny Doom
His ''fa, sol, la, and scent the key.
II trees the note for sister Gray;
The old Scotch warbling strains begin;
The base of Bashan leads the wav
Aud ali the girls fall sweetly in.
How swells the hymn of heavenly love,
as rise the tides in Fundy's Bay
Til all the air below, above,
Is sweet with song and carraway.
A fugue let loose cheers up the place
With base and tenor, alto air;
The parts strike in with measured grace,
And something sweet is everywhere.
As if some warbling brood should build
OF bits Of tunes a singing hest,
Each bringing that with which it thrilled
And weaving it with all the rest
The congregation rise and stand:
Old Hundred s rolling thunder comes
1nheavy surges, slow and grand,
As beats tAe surf its solemn drums.
Now come the tines when China's wall
Is blended with the faint perfume
Of whispering Grape and cloudy veil,
That fold within their rustling gloom
Some wounded human mourning-dove,
And fall around some stricken one
With nothing left alive to love
Below the unregarded sun!
and now they sing star in sight,
The blessed Star of Bethlehem;
And now the air is royal bright
With Coronation's diadem.
They show me spots of dimpled sod,
They say the girls Of old are there
Oh, go, they swell the choirs of God;
The dear old Songs are everywhere!
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