Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1883-05-22
The POEM.

The POEM.
There's a beautiful myth from volumes old
That an Eastern bride 10 her lover told.
OF winged fairies that people the air
And live and love In dream life there.
How one, whose wings were of sapphire blue.
DID WOO a mate OF scarlet hue.
Zach 20 the others vision was fair.
Yet both did long for the beauty rare
That purple wings confer.
For purple robes told OF kingly race,
OF noble nature, OF conquering grace,
And none were clothed in its royal hue
Who bore not in his bosom brave heart and
true.
And each little fairy had siriven 20 gain
The gsrb OF the victor. nor striven In vain;
Pure hearts, bold deeds, and hopes reach hing
high,
Are always triumphant in realms OF the sky.
30 when through dear love the two fays be-
came one.
And fitted. wings cleaning in light OF the sun.
over the gliiiering silver slope
OF the clouds that drift meath the azure cope
Speeding away through the fathomless space.
To brave deeds devoted. and sweet works of
grace,
sapphire gazed fond on his winsome bride,
Ruby raised to him her dark eyesain pride;
They were no longer the red and the blue,
Zach shone fair In the royal hue
Blue had lent It's tint TO red;
Red o 'cr blue its radiance she'd;
Red and blue commingled, show
Royal purple's richest glow.
simple tale, Yet IL mirrors forth
a magical power that hallows the earth;
\ D. Lao. gr,N ar Lem
And each unto each doth it, beauty lend
To win the purple that both had sought,
80 ever anew j. the miracle wrought.
When heart pledges hand, and hand giveth
heart,
And two souls united 20 forth 10 their part
In the work OF the world.
Then each from each doh gain fair graces
new;
For cen a. fairies won the purple hue,1
50 welded love. that lives in gracious deed,
And spends its treasure AZ the worlds sad
need.
Doth win from Heavens wealth the richest
dover.
The single heart, the double strength and
power
Aud 80 we come. dear friends, 10 greet that
love,
Which ike the plenteous grace OF God above
Hath you enriched. nor stayed its mission so,
But lent its service unto all who know
The stain OF sin. the grief OF want or fear,
or. happier. sought the smile undimmed by
tear
Bot as tonight we bring our tributes here,
Aud gather round you in this festal cheer,i
sweet Memory's echoe sing unto you now,
song OF whispered love and solemn vow.
Borne on the gladstone melody we hear
Words spoken long ago nom fond hearts dear
And taking up the broken words again
We ftin would greet you as friends greeted
then.
True, those were spoken TO u youthful pair,
Who had but entered on life's summer fair,
And now you stand amid the autumn days
When falling leaves are rustling 10 the ways.
Yet in the harvest time o: gleanings rare,
| OF richer colors and OF clearer air.
sure, no less fitting are loves wishes, rife
! With hopes OF happiness and longest life,
You live not now within yourselves alone.
Your dear ehild's life becomes his parents
own.
In his young heart you early days regain,
Anew you sing youths sweet refrain;
And so 1t always is.-life's autumns bring
The gladstone promise OF fiowery spring.
Led on your journey by the dear Lords grace
May faith His love in every footstep trace.
| And when at length yo. near the fairer land.
May you enter its portals hand in hand,
| And there ss you kneel fore the Father
/ throne
Find your dean human love but part of Hi
| own.