Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1879-06-07
OWED TO An OYSTER.
YESTERDAY. To-day. AKa FOREVER. =,
For the lntelligencer

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The following lines by Miss Lou &. Sam!
were written explanatory of the picture just Tin
shed by Miss Belle l.. Green.
e en- Yesterday, with careless joy,
We wandered there in lie.
our baby minds and baby hearts
Ne'er dreamed OF worldly strife.
We slept. say not its but myth
Which truly speaks to me.
Twas angel whispers woke the smI!rs
OF dreaming Infancy.
E'en Yesterday our Childish feet
We're pa;terinS 30 and fro.
II seemed ouI baby lips ant hands
Were long, Ing time aga;
TIE days were thea an age to us
or joyous sports and plays.
We thoagnt, ..Oh, when will We be grown,
Twill surely be always
Fen Yesterday our Youthful crown
OF opening buds SO rare.
Was softly placed upon our brow,
I's impress still is there.
Oh. Hope, Liie's star OF comfort,
Twas thou. with fingers deft,
That fashioned Youth the budding crown,
Or Life would be bereft.
Oh. Yesterday, grim Vault Of Time.
Within thy bosom chill
We've laid our Infancy so pure,
1t there awaits His will.
We've laid our Childhood there to sleep.
Our Youthful Il, cams to rest.
With smiles and tears we've softly aaid,
Dear God, Thou knowest best"
To-day Life's stage of action
Doth onward stretch through lie.
It's border is that mystic sea
Which knows not earthly strife.
But on the way which Humans tread.
There stretches to the sky
The mountains Hope doth whisper from
To guide our steps on high.
To day some live with only thoughts
OF pleasures that have fed:
They stand upon the rivers edge
| OF Yesterday. now dead.
Beneath the verdure of its trees
They ever sadly dwell,
| And list not to the dOve's sweet song,
He doeth all things we'll.
To-day some sit with folded hands,
And dream of wealth and fame-
Of earthly joy and happiness,
And an immortal name.
They seek not by word or deed,
| Or single thought of Love
To write their names with jewels bright
| Upon the Scroll Above.
To-day upon Deaths very brink,
| Hearts Iuli OF mirih and glee,
| The careless stand, and one sad step
They'll sink beneath the sea;
| The dark, blue waves Will echo low
Upon that distant shore,
| The solemn, mournful, awfal dirge,
Lost! Lost! Forevermore!
To-day. Oh, man, dost thou forget
That Col hath given 10 thee
A mind, heart. soul of love
| 10 bondage or to free
Too soon you'll hear the pillows roll
Upon that Sea now still,
The sound will mock thee then, oh, man.
Thy soul with horror fill.
To-day Along lIfe's rugged path.
With thorns and roses, too,
We find the Faithful Ones
That try to do as they should do.
| Often sorrow chills their hearts,
And all seems dark as night,
But soon they look with trusting eyes,
And see the City's Eight.
| To-day some kneel with earnest faith.
Upon iife's very shore;
They know e'en now ;hc angels wait
To watt their spirits o'er.
But in the dim, soft, aisi.nt clouds
Appears the Temples dome.
Ana joy and glalness Oil their hearts.
They'll soon be safe at Home.
To-day Old Age, whose trembling steps.
Hath all the journey trod.
Doth wait upon the distant beech
And listen for their Cod.
Around them clusters hallcwcd dreams
OF days tina. quickly sped,
But soon the bells will slowly toll
, They're numbered with the dead.
Old Age, thou dear Old Age of Earth.
Within that City DIM
There waits for thee garment rare,
| \ robe prepared by Him.
Thou'It sing with Sersphs round the Thron,
1.-The ransoned hy the fan.
''Hail Him who saved US by His grace.
"We've crowned Him Lord of All -
G Forever Angel voices chant
In melody divine.
Gods City hangs amid the skies,
It's glores ever shine.
+. Forever, by its waters cool.
And on its jeweled sod.
+; The spirits o; the BIest shall pay
Thcr homage 10 their God.