Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1878-09-12

A number of Parretts together have come,
Each leaving behind earthly cares and ''sweet
hOme.'
If in beautiful plumage our Parretts must fail,
They out-talk "Pretty Polly and ''carry rail. y
Such crowd of these Parretts meier met here
before;
And when parted on earth they may never meet
more.
They here the sweet joys of friendship to prove,
A band of dear kindred, circle Of love.
All! no earthly enjoyments can be half so sweet
AS when Christians, as kindred in unison meet.
In tides of affection together they run
Till enjoyment seems almost like heaven begun.
And may the joy of ther friendship remain,
Till together in bliss they forever shall reign.
We think their political notions are pure;
For most, if not all, are Republicans sure.
Whoever ready with money, or sword in the hand,
To save from disuniOn our fair, happy land;
And, if for all this, they no gratitude crave,
The respect of the good they forever shall have.
The homes they have left to come hither, we know
With many things handsome are all in q glow.
Some have come, opine, from the far distant
West,
Where the praires spread out like the fields Of the
Where the corn and the grass wave alike in the
breeze;
But, alas! they are lacking in tall fOrest-trees.
They have but few trees; yet the muse can declare
The country, without them, is deemd very fair:
For the prairies all like gardenin bloom,
And the zephyrs are laden with sweetest perfume;
All enclosed in the dome of the beautiful tky,
Fair Eden, alone, with this landscape could vie
Some have come from the hills that have valleys
between,
Where fountains are flowing through meadows all
green.
The herds are now roaming among the tall grass
And drink at their pleasure the streams that
they pass.
There's abundance of fruit the side of the hills
The sweet-singing birds and the music of rills.
Around the neat cottage-how charming the sight
The flowers in bloom make scene of delight.
When the Puritan stood on New England's rough
strand,
With the Bible and ak fimly held in his hand,
Twas the dawn of fair freedom-'tWas elory'i
bright morn
When, on Plymouth Rock, new Empire was born
The mountains radiant with Bethlehem
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And the roses of Sharon perfumed all the air.
The tree of life grewwhere the brave Pilgrims trOd
And the wilderness rang with the praises of God
For the banner of Jesus waved over thewiId;
The land was redeeIn'd, and paradise smiled.
Our muse is not partial, but faithful and true,
And will give to each section the praise that is due
! Our country has many great deeds she can boast
That did not transpire on the New England coast
For the battle of freedom and glory was won
| By the country's whole force under great Wash
ington.
Now. the Parretts have kindness of heart, as
race;
When you go to their homes they receive you witt
| grace.
When you come to their table, no good thing you'll
| lack,
While your coat will sit easy and free on you
back.
The Parretts are most for the old Plymouth creed
While here and there would like Wesley t.
lead;
But the ereeds come together-Pn tell you jus
where:
When both point to Jesus, the great Polar Star
In some minor points, they may not alike see;
In the way of salvation, they might yet agree.
May all then in union and harmony live,
And have nothing but kindness to give or receive
And then, when earth's meetings and partings ar
| DER,
May all greet each other on Canaan's blest shore
Where the loving and lovely are sever'd no more
But the muse never held with bard for an hour
That never made music for fair lady's bower,
The New England girls are exceedingly fair.
| With bright, loving eyes, and with dark gloss
hair;
| With lips all so rosy, and teeth white as snow,
They're admired for their beauty wherever they gc
For the rose and the lilly together combine
To make their fair features look almost divine.
| And beside the fine form, and beautiful face,
They're highly adorned with each feminine grace
But ''pretty Is that pretty does"
AS every season comes and goes,
Is still the truth, and shall be
In time and all eternity.
And fallen beauties are no more
Than wrecks along a stormy shore; et
Deflled by weeds, assaiIed by spray,
And destined to a sure decay ... .