The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1878-09-26
THE DOVE.
A Companion to Poe's Rdren.

BY REV. J. H. MARTIN, n. D.
ence upon summer evening,
As lay repOsing, dreaming.
Wnlle the twinkling stars were beaminI
And their light was family cleaning
through the window of my room,
suddenly beside my pillow,
Lake the murmur of billow,
Or the sigh of weeping willow,
Mid the shadow and the gloom,
There WAS heard a gentle sound,
Floating on the air around,
As An echo from above;
And l. waking. saw dove
Perched upon the whitened head
VI statue near my bed.
An And Its it seemed saa with soft. low cooling
Like an angel from the sky,
Or spirit lowering nigh.
While lay entranced and dreaming,
startled by the echo seeming
10 be whispered from above,
IN the starlight family cleaning,
With its form of beauty beaming,
beheld the snowy dove:
With thrill of wonder, gazing
On the visitor, amazing,
demanded: who are you?"
And the gentle bird of Wilderness.
With its snowy robe of brightness.
Answered with COO:
am sent he said, from Alden,
BY fair and lovely maiden,
With message unto thee:
am come to sOothe thy sorrow,
Bid thee from despair to borrow
>, Hope that thou her face shalt see;
tor thy cherished one is living,
And her thoughts to thee is giving,
On bright and distant shore;
And come, her carrier dove
With message from thy love.
Who Is thine for evermore."
BY this joyful news excited,
Raptured. ravished and delighted,
l. the snowy bird addressing,
Asked. with earnest voice inQuiring,
what my soul was most desiring.
~ lhat her name to me expressing,
he would set my heart at rest
STILL the tumult in my breast,
And assure me that my maiden.
In the distant fields Of Alden
Matted for me on that shore
Would be mine forevermore.
linen spoke with greater fervor,
I. the maiden's ardent lover:
Does my own departed live!"
10 the blrd of wilderness listening
Wmle my eagereye were glistenIng,
For the answer he should give);
Tell me. U thou carrier dove,
VI my absent, cherished love,
Whom knew in days of yore;
Has she passed the shining portal
VI the blessed land immortal.
Going through the golden door?
Does she move in light and splendor,
do the cruces all attend her,
On that fair and distant shOre?''
Words and tones and looks revealing
All my depths OF inward feeling,
Moved. affected by my pleading,
ana my anxious question needing,
thus the dove. my soul discerning,
answer made. these words returning:
In the distant fields Of Alden,
On bright, Elysian shore,
Dweils fair and lovely maiden.
Aud her name is Gilmore;
Niid the flowers about her blooming.
MID the odors sweet perfuming
-, All the balmy air around,
She. arrayed in robe of wilderness.
Walks an aLgel in her brightness.
With a wreath immortal crowned"
Then the bird, his wings unfolding,
Left me, rs lay beholding,
,v:. Filled with transport and delight:
With h soft. sOnorous COO,
Noddlng. bidding me adieu.
Through the open window few
Out INTO the gloomy night.
But the bright, enchanting vision
Vt the distant fields Elysian,
And my cherished Gilmore,
As fair and lovely maiden.
Dwelling in the land of Alden,
Is my light for evermore.
There shall l, my loved one greeting,
At our future, early meeting.
On that distant, radiant shore,
With ecstatic Joy and gladness.
free from parting, pam and sadness,
Clasp again my Gilmore,
Call her mine for evermore,