The Dallas weekly herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1885, 1881-12-22
MAIDEN LOVE.


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The mnidcn's brow was saddenod, and N,
maIdcn's speech was low
AS her lover stood beside her, whispered, good
bye, love, go,
Wat one moment yet she faltercd, trembling
! like M aspen leaf
And I'll mako my word Of warning such as
| yours, as brief.
But he pointed to the steamer. with her sweep
ing sails In air,
Telling her be cheerful and watch his coming
In MAY fair"
Tenderly bending his handsome head, in pity
for the frai
lips so pale. .,ra
Like warrior bold he leaves her and walks
upon the deck
But within voice Is whispering the life so
doomed to wreck;
The maiden stood in silence on the lonely
Her lover borne so proudly on the stately
Warner Lee.
How she watched the snowy pinions vanish in
the distant blue,
For this parting glance she linser ed, to the fad
ing glr',se was true
Then with cai.tious step she fastened lest some
should note her stay,
And ask why such sorrow since dawn o early
day.
In the dusky shades of evening she she sang this
mournfulla lay,
How can my God in justice take one so loved
away?
For they said it was his mission to serve the One
on high
To be alght in the world of of love, to guide the
pilgrims by.
The evening lore foreshadowed, and the event
was cast before,
For she knew her love was severed, and he'd
return no more;
And at every little rnstle among the maple
trees
She thought some evil bearer was but the faint,
weird breze.
The sun went down in sorrow, If hurrid clouds
mean woe,
And the sable wings of blackness market the
sailor dreaded foe.
The twilight hours grew deeper, and into sc;n
bre night,
While the angry shadows gathered around the
Preside bright;
The wild bird screamed in token that the nigh
grew dim apace,
And the morning waned in sadness for the ter
ror stricken face,
For the bearer came with message from the
angry foaming sea, .f3
And told how all were rescued, save this one so
dear to me,
The voice that rang SO merrily through parlor
and hall,
Was changed to plaintive waiting, like mourn
er's weary CALL
And for the bridal costumes and orange bios
SONS rare,
She decked herselfin sablest robes-as her raven
locks of hair;
And for the ebony ringlets that clustered round |
her brow
The cruel frosts ofsorrow had changed to silver
now
The face that smiled, IN dimplcs, of all girlsh
grace,
Was furrowed with the anxious care of one
grown old in haste.
The sun had ceased its shining and sunken in
to gloom,
Though all around was blossom she could not
The God whom she had worshiped as Omnipo-
tent Divine,
Had ceased to show His mcrcies to this tender |
clinging vine.
And though He claims TO have all power,
He Would not spare her earthly dover,
But in the name of justice. had garnered all her |
sheaves-
Told the angry blasts of fortune to divest the
branch of leaves
SO shorn of every leahet, that at each gust may
fall,
The vine. though chilled with adversely, still |
clings to the Wondering wall"
And at every freighted zephyr that comes from
Off the sea,
10 be-"
She calls to bear the stories of long lost loves
return,
And the thought the little spark, of life, begins
TO burn,
Dnt the tirelcss wave Of memory must bow 10
fate's decree,
And give up every vcstige of what she hoped to
be.
In the deep despair of living to see brighter
dawn,
She turned from all LIES Troublesome yet the
ras Droak Oh morn;
And in all the agony Of dying hour, she cried:
II God is just lie would not see the faithful
oyertried.
80 now yield my earthly hopes unto the oceans
brine,
And ask no spot 10 rest me here. but sink this
bark Of mine,
Where may sleep without the doom
DE- mortals trampling over my tomb
And meath the waves she sleepsth, where coral.
ever grow,
Where no angry pillows reach her nor tides Of
human woe.
there be as fairy land 70 this she took
her night
TO rcyel' mid the fairy sylphs. to know no more
Of might
Ind there among the hidden store Of pearls and
Jewels rare,
he shines the brightest Of them all who 'erst
was once 70 fair
fsuch there be as knowing friends In world
beyond the grave