The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-09-11
THE LOVERS DREAM.
BY G. L. MARION.

Adieu my love; farewell foreverl
God knows when may meet again;
Our VOWS of love Ianow must sever,
Although twill rend my heart in twain.
Wouldst thou know why would leave thee?
Ask it of thine own false heart;
Thou know'st thy guilt, but wouldst deceive me,
Knew not the shameful part
We vowed our love-my soul love thee still;
But thou vert false and loved me not,
Which doth my heart with vengeful hatred fill
Toward him for whom l am forgot.
] marked thee with him wandering off.
He looked fair, yet serpent in loves guise,
Whose love, protested, at yours doth scott;
Yet him you love, but not as love the wise.
Thus we part; I, broken-hearted, betrayed
By one who seemed SO pure and sweet;
The fair Elysium where once we strayed
Is now desert meath thy feet.
Oh! thou creature, bold and defled
lis true thy soul doth bear a STAIN
Yet, with the innocence of child,
Thou say'st thy heart doth pure remain.
All woman, well may thy bushes spread,
For guilt read in those false eyes,
By whose Once-pure beams my own were fed
No Mercy give thee none; arise!
The maid arose from where in grief she'd sank;
She deserved them mother soul it shrank,
And thus she walled in accents broken:
"Nay-nay, love-not so-you wrong me much;
Why Wouldst thou seek my love to prove?
My soul's meier known the poisoned touch,
10 turn my heart from him / love. ..a
Wherefore, Gerald, this blind endeavor
10 blast my life, and thine well?
/ am innocent now as ever;
Believe me, love, the truth l tell"
He Stood and gazed on the maiden's face,
Then cruelty laughed and waved his hand;
Thou once to me vert living grace.
But canSt now no more my heart command"
She shrieked, and wildly then her love embraced
While in her breast fierce passion reigned.
She weeping cried, "My love, | still am chaste-
My love for thee has true remained"
The lightning flashed, the thunder roared
And startled much the dreamer awoke.
A maiden on him kisses poured,
and gently his fair brow did stroke.
''Thank God Oh, Gerald art thou walked at last
MethOught thee dead, when saw thee first;
Oh, love! had you from sweet exis tence passed,
My heart would sure with anguish burst"
He raised his throbbing head and wild looked
round .t
Chow came here? Have I been ill?n
lie asked. He gaZed at Pauline, then the ground
AS wondering was he dreaming still.
While gentle hands did smooth his brow,
loving voice stole to his ear;
mo, not ill; you have but slept--now
ASK no more, but come, the storm is near"
Toward the dottage now they wander,
The strollers view the half-velled Venus
"LOve, let's e'er be true as that orb yonder-
Let never doubt come between u.s."
pray, dear Gerald, why speak you thus?
Oh, couldst thou ever doubt my love?
Did e'er aught you deemed Infamous
That should be frowned on from above?n
Then wretched Gerald told what he had dreamed
While Pauline listened pale and still:
'Ihank God twas not true as it had seemed.
Oh, forgive me, love, you surely will?"
Forgive you, Gerald? Yes, my love, I do,
And rejoice twas but dream, now DER;
But endeavor, dear, l beseech of you,
To dream such dreams as this no more"
BLOOMINGTON, ILL.,