Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1884-06-05

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In freshest robe of living green
With 'broidered hem and golden crown
Her royal scepter bending down,
Fair May to earth is gracious Queen:
With plumes of fragrant Lilac tipped,
Each wandering zephyr'S suit to hear.
And send them forth her Knights, equipped,
A weary world to soothe and cheer
With spicy fragrance of her breath.
With playful touch and dalliance sweet.
To wake new life from seeming death
Ard scatter roses at our feet,
To fan the heated brow of pam,
With chidhood's straying locks to play,
To wake on memorys chords again
The music Of byegone day,
To bring TO eyes cast down and sad
The tears which ease the hearts unrest
With gentle touch on care-worn brow,
Wake Spring time gladness in the breast,
And this the message that they bring
To every mortal living:
There is no luxury exceeds
The luxury of gtrin9.
Her retinue of busy bees
Sweep in and out with noisy hum,
No howret nodding to the breeze
But hears quick answer, Lo! we come, -
On hill, in vale, by meadow stream.
In gay pasture, wayside spot,
No bud. by us, shall ope unseen,
No flowret he forgot.
We tithe the treasures you possess
And store them well away.
A fund. in trust, Tor future use,
The rightful dover Of May.
No laggards we, we proudly serve
With purpose true answering:
There is no Joy that can compare
With that Of loyal serving.
Her singing birds in every tree
The air with music filling,
To patient mate within the shade
Their leafy love songs trIlling,
Still carol OF the sure reward
Which follows faithful duty.
Selfsacrihcc regains her own.
So queenly May trips DER the earth,
Her royal lesson teaching
From every blossom laden bough
And grassy spire approaching.
Who wins the most from human HE
Must give in fullest measure,
And he who wins the highest Joy
Must serve with truest pleasure
And we to-day, who JOY in May
And shower our smiles upon her.
Have brought her choicest gifts 10 lay
Beside this scroll of honor.
For these whose names with tears we read,
With one another veing
To serve their country in her need,
Have passed to life through dying.
Not vain their service nor their gift.
And we for whom they died,
Recount their deeds of valor Ger,
And speak their names with PRIDE
We call to mind the distant days
When DER the nation breaking,
The lurrid light of Civil War
Set all our hearts 10 aching:
When foremost in the battles front
Our loved ones rushed on death,
And we at home for daily
Waited with bated breath;
The bitter tears of voc We shed
When home our warriors brave
Were brought with slow and measured tread
All we could give, grave!
The yearnings for a nations veal,
The hearts oppressed by fears.
The hopes which reused our tagging zeal,
The prayers which turned 10 tears
The happy shouts, the loud huzza7,
When, trcasou's force expended.
From all the bells in all the land
Rang out THE War is ended"
Ended the war; the strife was Ger
But, ali IN many home
shadow fell, to lift no more
In all the time to come.
OH white winged dove of peace. descend:
Beneath thy brooding wing,
The hearts that gave SO much for thee
VIII learn at length TO sing
Sing for the JOY it is 10 claim
A hero as ones own
How many heart hath wealth to shame
The monarch on his throne.
Let youthful fingers gather flowers.
And youthful hands their graves bestrew.
In token of the boundiess debt
Ofgrautude we owe.
Heap high the flowers Of every hue,
Let rose and lily we
With blue forgef-me riots to hide
The mourning from our eye
Beneath the colors Of his flag
In flowers upon his breast
His country's flag he died TO save
A soldier brave should rest
Forget-me-nots the field Of blue.
Each star lily sweet.
The stripes shall be Of bleeding hearts
The name alasl how meet
The staff shall be Of pansics,
Each psnsy for thought
Ufiove for our fair country,
To serve her as we ought;
To live as they would have as hive
Who died her cause 10 win.
To keep her bznner ever free
From stain Of wrong or sin.
Yes. heap the fragrant blossoms high,
They mean the resurrection;
The htile seed IN darkness sown
Has blossomed IN perfection:
And these who to the sileot land
Passed on through Deaths dark portal
Passed from the carnage and the strife
To wake in peace immortal
And we who on the hither side
a little longer larry