The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1885-04-27
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HIS LETTER

lung =, all my soul with gladness,
charming me from every Ill.
Looking westward, sat I dreaming
IA the fading light Of day,
1lu again saw the cleaning
" church spire far away,
ana the people, happy hearted,
Solng through the open door,
on, bride, that day departed
and my heart was bruised and sore
Youth is strong to turn from sorrow,
hope springs ever in the breast"
Ano there came a brighter morrow
Where my soul found peace and rest,
While my hands toiled for another,
fatrer than the blush of morn,
When the mist sprites kiss each other
And the dew is on the corn.
All Is past, and death has only
Left, OF old friends, you and me;
Ali why should we wander lonely,
Borrowing by a shoreless sea?
Age should never chill affections,
Love survives both time and tide;
Urge me not some trite objection,
Hasten TO me; be my bride.
Spring shall come with sprouting willows,
Streams shall thaw and NAPLES bloom.
kES the warm south air in pillows
Flow above the winters tomb;
BhDbslls swinging, robins singing,
And the noise of bleating herds
CD to us, the message bringing,
eBe ye happy with the birdsp
HER ANSWER
Year letter cum to han, sir, an I'm told
Tn've done quite well in gitten lans an
gold
An WORTHY gear; much better than I
thought
Ecu would when 1 was young; an when
you sought
6y han, ef you remember an sed
liked you, but my heart belied my head"
Alden, as best could, chicken back the
tears,
That Margin means fur all the comm
years"
Your good" said 1, ian stiddy, brave an
true;
But poets can't make ends meet" an so you
stood there apleadin, with your fearful eyes,
tn all the world seemed full of grief an signs;
But this ere level head of mine said Mol"
An though my heart said "Yes!" I bads
you go.
The han thet marks the cent'ry's run half
roun,
An SHOWS of fifty winters sifted down
Since then, an now tibet same old tune
Is strivin to turn December into June,
An melt the gathered frosts of age an time
With an old lovers sentermental rhyme.
Lord bless you, joint you'd take me for Q
mummy
ypu could see me; yet amt no dummyt
Get an knit, an think the old times over
0ld home, old friends, old playmates an old
lover,
1Aeyan rise up past nearer things an dsarer,
toF hack lords childhood mem'ry's sky gifts
clearer.
ous greatgran'mothers can't be gals, reckon,
= rs9 more nor gran'thers beaux, at call an
teckon,
Or lat years leaves, all withered, dry an
faded,
Can rise In woods the frost has meier invaded.
Don't dream, old friend, tibet winters ice an
snow is
The bgldden spring times crocusses an roses.
Or yaller cowslips brimmed with golden
Can gwout by frozen brooks, or that, here
after,
Yourself an me, reversn Matters fashion,
Shall live again Youths trustful love and
passion.
I,:cnt like poetry, can't never like it;
An ef he'd the power I'd up an strike it
Out Of existence, for, twas only that
Made me refuse my early lover pat,
An turn away dissatisfied an mean:
An now it comes agin, paintin green
Life brown old stubble, an calm swallers
An katydids from out the frozen hollers,
An hidden age with love 60 lightly strayen
Where govt belongs an rheumatic is playen;
Picterin old gran'ma as rosy maiden,
Treadin. in virgin coyness, youths fair alden,
An naken bleeve renew, in spite of reason,
The DOWN sap, as in the vernal season,
In leafess branches, by the storm winds
& shaken,
Which all song birds but memry's has for
saken.
Come. John, and see me, jest to learn how
nice
zhati poet. mater of yOurn has fooled you
49, twice.
ven talk old times, and how to be forgiven
For all our SINS an jog along lords heaven,
Nor think nor dream of youthful Cupid's
wingen,
when we should listen for the angels singer,
An be a moven for'ard, sure an steady,
striven an prayer to be ready
For layen down each earthly care an burden,
To meet our youth on t'other side of Jordan.
The Bible says there amt no marryin there,
Nor nothin WORTHY breathes the heavenly air;
An what would happy angels, good an wise,
9hink an remark eff looken from the skies
Thev'd see us weak old fools in marriage
given,
al eff to make our honeymoon in heaven?
No John, Wen soon be as the angels are
Raven the shinen realms of sun an star.
an there we meet shell continer still
7our bowed an trem'lin friend, Penina Hill.
BENZ S. PARKER.
sHERBRooK, P. O., March 8.
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