Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1885-05-31


but to render tribute to the unknown
dead, and when backward we turn the
pages In the book of memory forms
once familiar and faces once joyous and
glad rise from the sleeping columns of
the dead and greet us with a smile.
The passive touch OF time may, In n
MEASURE, calm the grlef-troubled wa
| ters otBt the soul, but memory, on her
makes, and there Ike RoGk1of Ages,@-
firmly fixed 1T stands forever No
Selene to Mcander's vale could tempt
Endymion from his marble steps,
and go remembrance, like him
charmed, may dreamless fall
asleep. Yet though 1t sleep, soft
sweet voice, u passing step, whis.
pered thought. may touch chord
deep down in the human heart, whose
| uuivering notes Will make the past
| bring back the dead and paint their
pallid cheeks with hues OF living light.
iris strange, but true, that we forget
the follles of the dead. When brought
TO mind their virtues glow and throw
around us a halo OF coruseant bright
ness. Their faults, with them, lie
buried in their graves and charity
around each vice her mantle throws,
n hallowed screen oblivious. Their
pictures hang upon our walls, blushing
with the rose-tints of health and anil
ing upon us like angels of peace. They
haunt us In our midnight dreams
aud from across the grave
land shores their merry laugh
and ripping songs fall full
and free, and waited on the wings OF
sleep. Our uls mount up, and with
them hold communion, as OF yore.
Gone, but not forgotten. Faded
from view, but set like priceless jewels
in the coronet of memory. Passed be-
/ yond the tender circling Of our arms,
but stamped with the seal Of eternity
on our hearts. Memorial day, sacred
, TO the memory of our fallen comrades
, Each rising mound but marks the spot
, where some ones loved one sleeps
We've decked their graves, and
wreathed with flowers each soldier'a
, narrow bed When hideous war our
country shook and freedoms lamp
burned low, these stood apart and met
: the shock, and made the charge, and
! hurled the shot like brave men as they
} were, One held aloft the stripes and
, stars The other fell with stars aud bars.
, During all the dark midnight Of the
strife, these faced each other on the
/ fields of death, and, dlsregsrding
!. every natural tie, made mothers weep
and orphans wall, TIL oil this blessed
q land OF ours was drenched In tears.
r But, when the olive.crowned one,
peace returned, dispelled the night
rolled back the clouds OF war ard
broke the day once more; then those
g surviving met each other face TO face
( threw down their arms aud smoked
, the pipe OF peace In lasting and eternal
o truce. Some, aye, many OF my own
d dear kith and kin had crossed the wa
& ters OF the tabled Styx Ger peace re-
. turned. Yet /, Southern-born anC
& reared, to those surviving on the othel
side send greeting from my heart
!. In Lethe's wave, long years ago, we
f buried deep the seeds Of strife, and
9 blest Oblivion, With his magic sponge
2 wiped our the past and we began
|, anew.
. what either did or either wore
We've hurled into the-nevermore;
That time haz long since passed away
!. when they wore blue-and we wore gray
= II this one wore the gray or blue,
What matter now, 20 me or you7
G our fallen ones together lay
r And now-wear neither blue nor gray.
No doubt We all tbs past regret
o And all las woes try 10 forget.
hut. be that NJ IL VIII or NAV,
We've flowers for blue and flowers for gray
o on common flag, In common fate
= A star CLEANS bright for every state,
And all in silent language cay
: We sh ne for blue and shine FOR gray
q stripes, too, upon rs gIorious sheen,
q like grietknit friends, In sleep are seen;
! 1hose stripes when sad, those stars when
gay,
/ Lsc.are as brothers, blue and gray.
; For common untry, hence we all,
e TOgeths stsnd, toe ether fall,
z And time VIII neysrmore bring day
. When swords are crOf sed by blue ana gray
q o, Northern kinsmen, brothers true,
q Here wTeathe your children's grave for yol
n While you their tendsrnesH repay,
- And deck your blueRnd deck our gray.
r Zach lonely grave our tars bedsw.
And niugling IRll on gray and blue,
" For side by side our kinHmen lay,
% We've tears fcr blue, we've tears for gray
: on every soldiers sient bed
4 Have tender hands ehaste flowers spread
when comes the resurrection day
God save the blue, God save the gray.
Ir o, Grief, thy mourning robe, DISNEY
eled hair and furrowed face peeps GU
j from every grave. Full oft thy with
eFing touch has ecoYched the humAl
!. soul and headlong into dying autumn
d hurled young hearts just opening II
the buds OF spripg. But hold. let
t look sloft, for II seems 10 ma II Heavei
r has or ever will unbar her gates an
hang without her ladder steps to cart
D like Jacob saw, aud let them out, al
I. peerless angels bright, 10 look an
smile Gu humankind, tits here an
Ie now. While you to-day were deckin
3, the graves OF all the soldier dead wit