Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1883-12-01

~ btOIm WIS on Tue waters. dark and loud
It drove the billows wild against the stars
he BLACK sea-monsters revel ID up and down
And how'd and grind and stared me in tn
Lashing with hideous bulk the angry brine
10 hsreer war. The winds shrleked near un'
Lean'd from old Oceans freDzird play Of dsat
Ana, vau'ting o'er my head. drove full against
In Inc dear old aanslon there upon the hill
we're oe W,b where a
The havoc there, and saw the hungry deep
1awn wildly after me. had no home.
I stood damaged and look d into the depths.
The now OF years! A bleak. bald. cold unknow,
S're'cn.a out before. and, 'lAid the folds o
Fork q hshtaing now and then did flash an,
The places where erewhiie some flowers Of nop
Had bioom'd; aud shapes that first look'd won
dr0us fair
Were soon seen stalking weird across nv patI
WIN daggers pointed ut a bleeding heart.
And still there seem'd q sad lone rolling on
VI barren. worthless hours, weeks on weeks
Anu years on years. that passed. aud brought n
As vague and empty as a lovsless life;
Wn.ie tnundrrs groWl'd along the dim expans,
And shock the months. premonishlng of iii,
TIL 'wilder'd expectation, tired and faint,
Fled shnddering back from what the years nigh
bring.
l stood transfxed and look'd into the deptbs.
Inc waves Of grisf! Ny path was aeck'd with
And smo.ns.s'd Saos1s.s slshs were now the breath
Unraothed. apart and lone. a Cad arene.
dWeit among the tombs, 1.-The graves Of love
Inc graves OF hope; the graves of cherish {
plans,
The graves OF ill.directed energies
As void and aimless rs lOvsless life
Each fair unusual rose that smiled along
my pain had turned to thOrn-ltS perfumes all
To poisons. Only one could now have help'd
Anu fnsrsn hera a. out her. the dear warm heart tina
Her God. not mine. or chance or fate or hate
tor 90 felt-had rsvished from my side
And slain the one true woman. Pierced and
AMI Tire d Of wounds. gather'd in my soul
From all my kind and wish'd that were dead
stood-nay, fell-snd leok'd into the depths.
SINS nseistrom surge! Its pillows broke
And 4 guild me In: lost all hold on good.
Cntil. amid the mighty swell OF Ill,
strong passions in mad pack did chase me
And venom. lust and pride flld up my breas,
To overflow. The world look'd blinded on
And caii'd my conduct fair. and knew me not
While deep within ten devils held hot sway
And made me care for right or wrong, or man
Or woman. but tor selfish ends. In tides
OF 0foes.sless surge corruption 'ebb'd and how'u
n5GIEh All m, fyens TIL At full length Iay
Toss'd D., drlven-out. still out-upon its ocean
whirl.
1t bad no shore. ner did care for shore.
Prostrate. appal'd Iloc >s<,,o the depths.
The scene WAS hell! A saw a blank
Its last die cast. The tie. - to earth
Ths %9onss wefs s dans sad ana sh Winds
a. tomb and shroud. by demons hlPd with
thorns
And nd danced d.. around by Jeer,ng sobIins damn'd
Oi horrid pain. saw my peers III woe
Invite ne down apd wait. Yen was the spot
In lowest gorge of doom, where all the waves
OF treasured wrath we're bursting in ut once
A gorge as dreary as u lOveless lie
The spot reserved, mid vilest hugs of hell
Aud Ehos!s or broken hearts and haunting
OF every MURDERED good where soon soon soon.
And then iorevermore, my lorn lost soul
Must mug the undying worm. And downward
prone,
Defylng God and man and dend. in bold
ReInorse gazed and fac. d the final plunge
stood amazed and look d into the depths.
Far in the Frightening East upon u Cross
saw q Martyr hang mid gurglIng blood
whose face was turn'd on me; and from that
A look Of ssdden'd care that surely beam'd
across the storms, across the wasted years.
across the Wilas of grief. across sins CULTS.
Anu 6ridaed perdition's huge abyss-thank
And fell on me. 1t fell like hopes of heaven
inese as., knses went down in prayer and faith
BeseschIng hand and felt the clasp of Gods.
And earth grew strangely bright, for heaven
and earth
Were meeting verge to Verge, like mated hearts
y That mingled into one. And sweetest blooms
Sprang mp once more about my kn.elipg- uIuc.
And threw their fragrance dawned the pilgrim-
For this was Sharon's Rose, which never fades
A. Ana q, hides no alter thorn. AND music rich
w ith ANGELS strains was floating in my skies
This heart once pierced and scar'd put on new
youth A"
More glad aud free than in the olden days;
For mighty waves Of strange surpasslng Love
compared with which mothers leye grows
pale, e"S
Pour'd from that bloody Cross boundless
Hood, '
surrounding, raising, gladdening, gazing souls
ana niling up the chasms in ioveess Ii, "a
nd spreading forth where er a sufferer sigh.
deep untold OF mighii.r depths prolouId
isan sess or years or grief or sin or hell