The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-09-21
THE DOVE.
. COMPANION TO PoE's RAVEN.
q nnnn q summer evening,

Once upon a summer evening,
AsIlay repOsing, dreaming,
while the fwfnkling stars were beaming
And their LIGHT was family cleaning
Through the window of my room,
Suddenly beside my pillow,
like the murmur of billow,
OR tue sigh of weering willoR,
Md the SHADOW and the gloom,
There was heard gentle sound,
Floating on the air around,
As an echo from above;
And l, waking, saw a dove
Perched upon the whitened head
OF statue near nay bed,
And il seemed with soft, low cooling
Ny lone heart to soothe with wooing.
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.
| behold the snowy dove;
WIN thrill Of wonder, gazing
On the visitor, amazing,
demanded: Who are your"
and the gentle bird OF Wilderness,
with Its snowy robe OF brightness,
am SENT he said, "from Alden,
BY fair and lovely maiden,
With message unto thee;
l am come to soothe thy sorrow,
Bid thee from despair TO borrow
Hope that thou her face shalt see;
For thy cherished one is living,
And her thoughts TO thee is giving,
On bright and distant shore;
And ] come. her carrier dove,
With q message from thF love,
Who is thine for evermore."
BY this joyful news excited.
Raptured, ravished and delighted,
|, the snowy bird addressing,
Asked, with earnest ysice inquiring,
What my soul was most desiring,
That her name to me expressing,
lie would set my heart at rest
Sull the tumult in my breast,
And assure me that my maiden,
In the distant fields of Alden,
Waited for me on that shore
Would be mine forevermore.
Then | spoke with greater fervor,
i, the maiden's ardent lover:
Does my own departed liye?n
(To the bird of wbiteness listening
While my eager eyes were glistening,
For the answer he should giye)
Tell me, Q thou carrier dove,
OF my absent, cherished love,
Whom l knew in days of yore;
Has she passed the shining portal
of the blessed land immortal,
Going through the golden door?
Does she move in light aud splendor,
DO the graces all attend her,
On that fair and distant shore ;"
Words aud tones and looks revealing
A 4
Moved, affected by nay pleading,
And my anxious question needing,
Thus the dove, my soul discerning,
Answer made, these words returning:
Ia the distant fields of Alden,
On bright, Eiysian shore,
Dwells fair and lovely maiden,
And her name is Gilmore;
Mid the flowers about her blooming,
Mid the odors sweet pertaining
All the h4lmy air around,
She arrayed in robe OF whiteness,
Walks an angel in her brightness,
With wreath immortal crowned"
Then then bird, his wings unfolding,
Left NE, rs | lay beholding,
Filled with transport and delight;
With soft sonoTous coo,
Nodding, bidding me adieu,
through the open window flew
Out into the gloomy night.
But the bright, enchanting vision
OF the distant fields Elysian,
And my cherished Gilmore,
As fair and lovely maiden,
Dwelling in the land of Alden,
Is my hight for eyermOre.
There shall !, my loved one greeting,
At our future, early meeting,
Gu that distant, radiant shore,
With ecsIatic joy and gladness,
Free'from parting pain and sadness,
Clasp again my Gilmore,
Call her mine for eyermore!
u. IL Hartin, d.