The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1880-11-26
THANKSGIVING, 1850.
by MRs. W. W. THOMAS.

A Nation wakes her harvest praise sublime.
While listening souls with ieier light er
thrilled
As bells ring in the sweet Thanksgiving time;
A benson dwells In the throbbing air.
The smile of God seems in each SUNBEAM, ,,.,co,
Dutohi what woe the silent heart must bear,
"hen death hath made green pa , bar1 e
ste.
Can trembling lips = anknl song awake
When daylight dies around us ere His NORM
Can peri 4 peace the sunless sbadows breat
When from our vision f.des earlb,s riches
boon?
MY merit, lie The festel voices call;
Wide 'hn home lportaI swings. with lest nm,
cheer,
DcS-ae The ling board; at hearth; in hall;
Meet those whose chaugeless faith blcst many
year.
Ana nrsf hide tears aseless fall.
Give anSw, ng smi,e,tho be overwhelmed
1--we to an ocean bark when tempesis call,
Or Noah's dove, f ding no summer realm.
Earth hath been fair; SO fair, beloved, with tbee
Ihat unto Heavens pure joy I've likened mine
uch love shone, cen o or Deas','s sr~cip,
sea,
Abcacon light unto the end, twill shine
hear the song to-day that woke loves dream;
see the fervor oftny radiant eye;
ihe heayen-born ct, thai mede thy heart Sc
rene
Beneath the busle call, to win or die
know again ne cam cont mt that thrilled
My soul, when wedding bells rang sweet and
clear;
"hen Joyiully, when prayerfully, we still
walked mid the blessings ofeach feeting year.
No sorrow e'er the Frightening track o'erspreao,
Death's shadowy wing no'er bent beside our
door.
summer voyagei Two golden childish heads
my strong, brave, loving arm to ply the oar;
Isaid, when close pressed thy chilling hand
But fol- the cherished ones that came to bloom
Like flowers about our way, fain would span
Ihe tide and gladly share VIII thee thy tomb E,
And thou art bIestl oh wondrous, loyal heart,
sweet bye snd bye" dwclt on Thy dying lips,
Whose farewell Liss and smile will hot depart.
III bear them to thee. past Deaths cold eclipse !;
ION, clasp yor~ arms around me-say once MOI G
iOo wv nv, Sic 4 uics Onl precious words
Whose nearing steals LIES desolaton Ger;
Whose music yet shall thrill eternal chords,
see'st thou in that fair land where thou dcst roam
Inc gr1ef ate y, this bright Thanksgiving
Day;
Inc JOY, TO breathe, as closer still we come,
There's no night there" he dwells in light al
way
Capst hear on lisping lips, the daily prayer
Ihat thou hast taught or fnow iron Edcn's
shore
weet voice calls, like thine, beloved; thy foi,
Hand pc ITS us 10 the "Gates ajar" once rno,e G.
A grave n ia the skies; pictured face;
brown ess from thy head; darkened
homo;
presence lost, of mirih of strength, Of grace:
Aiirg of thine; these have '"till GOMEZ"
i Wen mot be p: ted long and fingers fond
Grew cold within my own; to clasp again
When carried safely 'ough" stand beyond
The need of ny sw t 'peace; coed will to
men,"
"Jesus is WITH me"ard ''thc way is blight.
"Well with my ,r'l""Be q 'tnful through LIES
way
'Prai e id" then Ned ID, wipt OF pravcr nj,
! cut,
From thy dear eyes save the pure li.ht of day.
ask for grace. v Il nut thee, here to biue,
For peace of sor' un e's end shall come,
iill thou wilt ope for us the portal wide
That leads to CT lists Thanh sgiving rest &c
home.