Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1876-03-23
MISCELLANY,
BIRTH. SONG.

MISCELLANY.
A BIRTH.S0N0
NJ A1oERxox cHARLRs swxBuRnE.
For 0li1is FTasces Afado1 Rosstti, born Sept
20, 1875.
Out Of the dark sweet sleep 80
Where no dreams laugh or weep,
Borne through bright gates OF birth
Into the dim, sweet light =
Where day still dreams OF night
While heaven takes form on ealth,
White rose Of spirit and flesh, red lily OF love,
What note OF song have we
Fit for the birds and thee,
Fair nesting couched beneath the mother
dover
Nay, in some more divine,
Small, speeches. song OF thine,
Some news too zood for words,
Heart-hushed and smiling, we
Might hope to have Of thee,
The Youngest Of Gods birds,
II thy sweet sense mis- Int mix itself With ours,
If ours might understand
The language OF thy land,
Ere thine bect me the tongue Of mortal hours.
Ere thy lips learn too soon
Their soft first human tune,
Sweet, but less sweet than nov,
And thy raised eyes t" read
Glad and good things indeed,
But none - sweet Is thou:
Ere thought lit up their flower soft lids to
see
What life and love on earth
Briug thee Tor gifts at birth.
But none so good as thine who hast given us
thee:
Now, ere thy sense forget
The heaven that fills it yet,
Now, sleeping or awake,
II thou cOuldst tell, or We
Ask and be heard OF thee,
For loves undyiEg sake,
From thy dumb lips divine and bright mute
speech,
Such news might touch our ear,
Tia, then would burn to hesr,
Too high message for mans to reach.
Ere the gold hair Of corn
Had withered vast thou born,
To make the good time glad;
The time that but last year
Fell colderthan q tear
On hearts and hopes turned sad,
High hopes and hearts requ;ckening in thy
dawn,
Even theirs whose life springs. child,
Filled thine with lite aud smiled. -,
But then wept blood tor half thy own with
drawn.*
Ifdeath and birth be one,
And set with rise OF sun,
And truth with dreams divine,
Some word might come with thee
From over the still sea,
Deep hid in shade or shine,
birth,
Word Of some sweet, new thing
Fit for such lips to sing,
Some word OF love, some atterthought OF earth.
love be strong as death,
By what so natural breath
As thine could this be said?
BY what so lovely way
Could love send word to say
He lives and is not dead?
Such word alone were tit for only thee,
II his and thine have met
Where spirits rise AID set.
His whom We see not, thine whom scarce We
His there newborn, as thou
Newborn among us now;
His, here 50 fruittll~souled,
Now yelled and s lent here,
Now dumb as thou last year,
A ghost Of one year old;
flights that change their sphere in changing
meet,
Some ray night his not give
To thine who was to live,
And make thy present with his past life
Let dreams that laugh or weep,
All glad and sad dreams, sleep;
Truth more than dreams is dear.
Let thoughts that change aid fly,
Sweet thoughts and swift, 90 by;
More than all thought is here.
More than all hope can forge or memory feign
The life that in our eyes.
Made out Of loves lite, lies,
And tiower-like ted with love tor sun and
rain.
Twice royal.in its root,
The sweet, small olive-shoot
Here set in sacred earth.
Twice lowered with glorious grace
From either heaven born race,
First blended in its birth;
Fair God or Genius OF 80 fair an hour,
For love Of either name
Twice. crowned with love and fame,
Guard and be gracious to the fair-named
flower.
Oct. 10, 1875.
solver MADDOX Brown died Nov g. 1874, in
his twentieth year.