The star of Pascagoula. [volume] (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1873-1878, 1877-03-02

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III may be wbes the midnight
n heavy upon the land,
Aad The blacs saves Iying dunhly
When he aoonl sht night draw ciose.
And whom the lights me out IN tho house,
When the lres burn low and red,
And the watch IL ioAing loudly
Beside the he'd;
Though you sleep, Tired out, on your couch,
SIN your heart must wake sud watch
In the dark room,
For II N y be that AZ midnight
viii come.
at may be at the cock-crOw,
Whom The night II dying slowly
in the sky,
And the sea look. calm and holy,
waiting for the dawn
OF the golden sun
Which draweth nigh;
When the mIsts are on the valleys, shading
The rivers chill.
Behold | say unto you Watch;
Let the door De on The latch
In your home;
Ia the chill before the dawning,
Hotween the night and morning,
may come,
1T may be In the morhiny,
When the sun Ia bright and strong
And the dew Is giittering sharply
Dyer the little lawn,
When the wave, are laughing loudly
Along the shore,
And tho little birds are singing sweetly
About the door;
with the long days work before you,
1ou rise up with tho sun,
And the nelghb0rs come In TO talk q little
Vi all that must be done;
But remember that | may be the next
To come In the door,
10 call you from your busy work
For vernon
Asyou work you heart must watch,
For the door is OH the latch
IN your ! oom,
and u M " be in tho morning
Will soine.p
80 no passed down my ccttage-garden,
nb', the pa h that led to the sea;
u 4 he came to the turn In the little road
Where the birch aud laburnum tree
loan over and arch the way;
there | saw him a momcRt stay,
And turn once m0resto me,
AS | wept at the cottage door,
and lifted bis hands in blessing
Then / saw his face no more.
And Istood still in the doorway,
Leaning against the wall,
Not needing the fair white roses,
Though i cru he'd them and let them fall,
Only looking down the pathway,
And looking toward the sea,
And wandering and wandering
When he would come back for mel
Till was aware Of an angel
no was going swiftly by,
With the gladness Of one who goeth
In the Light OF God Most High.
He passed the end of the cottage
Toward the garden gate
Q..suppose he was come down
Al the setting Of the sun
To coLifort some one in the village
W oose dwelling vas desOlatel-
md he paused before the door
Beside my place,
VA I'D the likeness Of a smile
Was on his face,
"Weep not, " he said, for unto you is gwen
To Wateh for thecoming of mis- feet
Who Ia the q. n our blessed heaven;
The work Of watching Will be very sweet,
Even In In an g rthly home;
Aei in such an hour as you think not
He will came."
So Z am watching quietly
Every day,
Whenever tn sun shine br lightly,
| rise and say:
"Surely it Is the shining of his face ~
And look unto the gate OF his high place
Beyond the sea;
For 1 know he is coming shortly
To summon me.
And when a shadow falls across the window
Oi my room,
Where | am working my appointed task,
lift my head to watch the door aud ask
II h is come;
And the antel answers sweetly
In my home;
"Only a few more shadows,
And he will Gomez