The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1878-10-24

Once upon a summer evening",
/ As lay reposing, dreaming,
W IuIe the twinkling stars were beaming,
And their light was family cleaning.
Through the window of my room,
Suddenly beside my pillows
/ Like the murmur of a billow,.
On the sigh of weeping willow, sts s. 81
| Mid the shadow and the gloom,
! There was heard gentle sound,
| Floating on the air around,
! As an echo from above;
And !, waking, saw dove
| Perched-upon the whItened head .--
| Of statue near my he'd.
And it seemed with soft, low cooling,
My lone heart to soothe with wooing,s
Like an angel from the sky,
Ora spirit lowering nigh.
While lay entranced and dreaming,
Startled by the echo seeming
To be whispered from above,
In the starlight family cleaning,
With its form OF beauty beaming,
beheld the snow dove;
With thrillsof wonder gazing
On the visitor amazing,
- 81 demanded; "Who are YOUR
And the gentle bird of whiten4ss,
With its snowy robe of brightness,
Answered with q COO;
81 am sent,n he said, from Alden"
By a fair and lovely maiden,
With "A message unto thee;
| am come to soothe thy sorrow,
Bid thee from despair 10 borrow
Hope that thou her face shalt see;
For thy cherished one is living,
And her thoughts 10 thee IS giving,
Tn bnghJ and distant shorei
And | come, her carrier dove,
With message from thy love,
Who is thine forevermore.
By this joyous news excited,
Raptured, rEvished and delighted,
1. the snowy bird addressiugJ
Asked, with earnest voice inquiring,
What my soul was most desiring,
That her name to me expressing,
He would set my heart at rest
Still the tumult in my breast,
And assure me that my - alden, -
In the distant fields of Alden
Waited for me on=that shore
Would be mine forevermore,
Then l spoke with greater fervor,
/, the maiden's ardent lover;
Does my own departed loverP
(To the bird of whiteness listening
While my eager eyes were glisteninR'
For the ansp or he should give)
Tell me, thou carrier doYe,
OF my absent, cherished love,
Whom | knew in days OF yore;
has she passed the shining portal
Of the blessed land immortal, ii.2
Going through the golden door,
Does she move in light and splendor,
Do the graces all attend her,
On that fair and distant shoret
Words and tones and looks revealing
Ali my depths of inward feeling,
Moved, affected by my pleading,
And my anxious question needing,
Thus the dove my soul discerning,
Answer made, these words returning;
In the distant fields of Alden,
On brlk hit, Elysian shore,
Dwells a fair and lovely maiden,
And her name Is Fillmore;
Mid the flowers about her blooming,
Mid the odors sweet perfumlng
Ii the balmy air around,
She, array ed in robes OF Wilderness,
Walks an angel i'll her Brightness,
With q wreath immortal crowned
Then the bird, his wings unfolding,
Left me, as l lay beholding,
Filled with transport and delight;
With soft, sonorous coo,
Nodding, bidding me adleu,
Through the open window few
Out into the gloomy night.
But the bright, enchanting vision Sf
OF the distant field Elysian,
And my cherished ElIl-ore,
As iair aud lovely maiden,
Dwelling in the land of Alden,
is my light forevermore,
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, pain and sadness,
Clasp again my Gilmore,
Cali her mine forevermore!