The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1884-03-23
LEIGHTON GRANGE.
yoA tIIn SUNDAY mERALn

Al, at las, I've reached the valley, and n. mo
down % rest,
Once eaaiu 10 1--we youth over orc the sun sinks
IT'S the place toe dear old cottage nenih whose
In the year, hat Ions have perlfhed once n
happy youth srayed.
Leighton Grange lost IN the lludous, do loot
on You once m0rci
All. oa'oh The breath Of roses climbing 'Toud
Wonder lies tho dear old orch nd and the
naples on the hill,
Aud see tho Dash Of water - Il rushei by TIE
mill.
Near tbs slreamlol ia tho eioaml' OF a Junc
was sliilng 6y a maiien, talking tenderly and
low
She was young enl fair ~ morning aud the
We're 10 me sweoler snswe, than her ruby lIrs
could speak.
How nv heart beat high with rapture Aud
how bright the future shouol
As this fall. eirl sat beside mo aud her hoar'
Weary lover you would call /! only boyish love
I would give ilro's future promise once to feel
that fresh. wild Thrill
Many nm v,nIng by this sirsamlet dreamsd VIC
many happy dreams,
OF how like dream OF heaven TINS ihir PIC
An. how soon our d cam was ondcd-partod
through fathers prize.
Who would not receive my darling as his SON q
own chosen bnlc'
She was but the millcr's daughter, aud her Only
worldly wealth.
Was her sweet and gent o nature and her lovely,
blooming heellhi
Aud my father proud and worldly begged me
that bis only son
Would preserve tho family homer nnd, on
Go, alas he won.
l. tho only heir, no pleaded, Of a rich end noble
race,
should spouse a tilted maiden, this fair namo
And / listened, mad by dreaming that my
nher spoke the truth,
That my duty tsus demanded / should yie'd
this dream OF youth.
oh, this pride OF olth aud station, wha, sad
ruins you have wrought
oh, how false tho sense OF honor that your
pIomptings S'or have {: htl
Honor? Claiming man should fashion but q
falsghoOi o his life,
Loving oae with deepest passion, seek another
as his wfe7
Honor That demands q barter OF tho dearest
For m emptv. sounding t!tle, or the tordld
wealth of godY
Honor Honor scorned OF heayen-this the
record OF our earth
Half the evils crowdlng ,.roand us in loves out.
All. mistaken pride aud duty, rot bIng life OF
all is bloom
Crusning youth aud love auo beauty with the
cruel baud OF doom.
Well we parted --nnd wandered oYor reckless
far and wide,
my bitter grief TO hide.
How tiled thus TO forget her aud TO fancy all
was done
That TO me the world wss dazzling ana thet
bravoly shoue the sun.
To thluk I'd done with passion, had whistled 1t
And 10 thi, pride OF Pomp and power a recon.
gcnse would find.
But mid these scenes Of grandeur, amid the
Amid i,s gaye.t revels there would Goat a strata
cf song.
A worsn's voice whose tender heart was rich.
erglft Than all
Tao offering giided pomp and power or
wealth Of princely hell.
And IN u moment when alone, would fancy
could see
Her face in ,is fresh. young beauty, her rlnglets
nutiering free;
Her soft blue eyes wido open. her sweet red
Hips apart,
AS she used to look in the golden days before l
broke her heart.
And then would mady ourse the hour, the
worldly wealth and pIidc
That babe mo break my plghted troth and
Oh, cruel, selhsh tJrant thou, thou POISON
painted dart
That blackened all the world TO me aud pierced
a wOman's heart
Upon yon hill meath grass and flowers where
willow branches wave
And evening brcezes daily lies her earthly,
moss'grown grave.
oh. my darling, swcetly sleeping meath the
calm, soft summer sky,
Softly whispers my heart TO me. you are hap.
pier far than /;
For my life Is cold and wretched and my hopes
In darkness set,
NY heart is but a barron waste, where ever
reigns regret
Oh, the oldon golden hours Oh, the days thai.
are no moTel
Oh, the dreaIy. dreary futurel Oh, LIES bleak
and barren shore!
II drives mo wild to think OF gifts We madly
thro " away,
Unthinkng lest we then may loso lifes honey
and wine, for aye.
what might have beeD,"
As we etaua on the dreary crescent should
atone FOR very sin.
L yo but one wish--that when l die. IN naive
land or strange,
I then NAV sleeo on yonder hill that looks on
Leighton Grange.
Dallas, March II, 1888
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