The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1880-03-31
TIE pFIFES PRAYER AND THE DRUNK
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| Hush, my dsarl the winds are moaning
| { -fs Through the ragged window pane,
And the rottOn roof is grOaning eva
~ Meath the rrent-fslling rain;
; Close thine eyes and let Then GlunbeE
.f"@ Through Chs Garkness of this night.
re And hear not the sWzui thEndeF
That VIII roll before the hsht
Har4! seems now hear a foodEu;
g All twas hut that htngeless gate
| ID Dashed again by storm kings fury,
Dealing cut its due OF fate. % 1... .H. ...
Sleep, Rly child the Iighrning's Rsshes
May but calm thy sweet repoSs;
But thy mothers tired lashes-
s' haen they'll rest but Heaven Knows
All! upon my eyeslght painted; s.
W1tL the Parks Of Esdisnce ta3TItss
Sweet IS Clea rest sunsets glow . .-r
hen. within ta9 harvest EsrAersG,
/ a blushing brf6e was seen, s~g
' With youth whose brow was tarnisn5d
Not with SINS dark, loathsome screen. .
fa But ehe change Oh. besrrul wailingl .-..
Hy poor heart can scarce contain
All tie woe that lies there railing,
.r. In is bitter, ssd refrain; -t--
When the tsmpter, vile and sullen,
Tore the splendor from that brow
swept ths luBter from eyeballs-- HIa..
--." DaIkened orbs Of misery now
Yes, he contest hear him stutnbls,
Oh, my God, but bear me upl -a.....
Mid the thunder's pesling rumble,
Help dreE this bitter cup; -
Help me still ths vail Of anguish
s.E That seems bursting from my broastI
Blessed Jesus, wait me heavenwErd-
Let me on Thy bosom rest
Ali the door behind him closes; s...
Seems he walks with firmer tread,
And those eyes seem not as burning
as when dRged with Satens red; "
AS before the crate he's standing, .
In the nrelight's fading glow,
-seems zee manly picture, aa
One I'd seen long years ago.
@Wife I" Be turns, and DER his features
Glssmings OF angelic light -.
Seem to dOat in waves of splendoF,
Driving out the horrid night, .r
Lifting from my care-worn bosom
.. Al the lOsds of sorrow there,
Filling up that hour with gladnees,
Baniahing all thoughts of care.
@Ere to night you hushed the sobbings
OF Our boy in yonder bed;
Ere you'd brushed the golden rnglets
That shroudlng his young head;
While you were with tears bemoaning
That this home should be his fate;
When thou saidst the winds are roaring,
And the night is dark and late;
"I beneath the cave was Hstsning-
Listening to thy offered prayer;
Eeard YOU sobbing DER our offspring,
Eeard and trem bled standing there;
As 1 heard the cold rain pattering ..
On the roof above my head,
resolved to shun the tempter,
Ire another tear was shed.
There Irpeeled beneath the window,
Gazing toward the cIouded heaven,
Asking Sod, If e'er his aid "~
Unto mortal man was given,
Taat He'd let ii strengthen me, . ....
Through this scene, my hour Of need;
Help m8 save my labOr's worth,
Tbe mouths of wife and child to feed.
And He heard me, wife; I've conquerea;
I no more will touch the cup
That with hell's dark doom is mantled, -. .
That has burnt my eGrnings upl
( no more on earth viii cause thee ..
In thy loneliness to shed -r
. Tears of anguish o'er our offspring,
That now lies on yOnder bed. .. I'D ..
"But While heaven is all ALLOWING,
And nIl earth's bOunteous store, a.
. I viii try to be more grateful
Than I've ever been before #.a
I will try TO heal the rupture ..
That has t'rn thy heart in twain;
I will try TO sooths thy sorroW, ... III.
And receive tbv smile agsin."