The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1888-04-18
THE FopsAKEN MERMAN,

ihhfnp ana chnH and toss III inc spray.
Children dear, let IA away
This way, this way
Call her once before you GO
Call oncc yet,
In voice that she will know;
Margaret Margaret"
Childrcn's voices should be dear
Gall once moro 10 mothers ear.
Childrcn's voices wild with pain.
surely she will come again.
Call her once, and come away;
This way, this wey.
Mother dear, we cannot stay"
The Wild white horses foam aud iIct
hargarctl Margaret
Come, dear children. come away down.
Call no more
one las, look Al the white walled town,
Aud the little gray church on the windy shore,
Then como down,
she will not come. though you call all day.
Come away, come away.
children dcnr, was Il yesterday
We heard the sweet bclls over the bay
In the cayerns where We lay,
Through the surf and through the swell,
The iar-oif sound Of silver bellg
sand-strewn caycrns cool aud deep.
Where the winds are all asleep;
Whore the spent light CULVER aud CLEAN;
Where the salt weed swhys In the stream.
Wheu the sea beasts, ranged all round.
Feed In the oOze of their pasture ground
Where the snakes coll and twine,
Dry their mail and bask In the brine.
Where groai whales come sailing by,
Sail aud snil With unshut eye
Round the world for ever aud aver
When did music come this wayi
children dear. uns II yctordaf
Children dear was Il yesterday
Call yet onccl that she went away
once she vat with you aud me,
ON a rcd gold throne In the heart OF the sea,
And the youngest at on her knee.
She combcd H. bright hair and she tended Il we'll
when down swung the sound Of the iar-on bell;
She sighed, she looked up through the clear green
She said Il must go fcr my klns folk pray
In the little gray chuuh on the shore today.
Twill be Easter time In the word-ah mel
said so up. dear heart through The waves;
Fay thy prayer aud come back W the kind sea-
caves"
She smiled, she wen, up through the surf In the
Children dear. was II yesterday
Children dear were we long aionei
The sca grows stormy the little ones moan
Long prayers" sald, f''in the world they say
Come -aid. aud We rose through the surf In the
We went up the learn In the candy down
whorc the sea stocks bloom TO the white walled
Through the narrow paved streets where sil was
To the little gray church on the windy hfll.
Prom the church came murmur OF folk at heli
But We Stood without In the cold blowing airs.
We climbed on the graves ON the stones worn with
And We cared up the aisle through the small
sho at BY the pillar We Jaw her clear
Margaret, hist come quick, We are here.
Dcar heart" said. I'VE are here alone,
The .ca grows stormy, the little ones moan"
hut ahl she gave me never look.
for her EYES were sealed 10 the holy book.
Loud pray. he priest shut stands the door,
Come away, children, call no fnorc.
Come away, come down. call no more.
Down down, down,
Down 10 the depths 81 the sca;
She sits At her wheel ~ the humminE town,
singing most Ioyfuly.
s, ~, se"i haamIs s ehla with IN
For the priest and the hell, aud the holy we'll.
For The wheel vhcrc spun,
And the blessed lRht 81 the sun"
Aud ~ she sang her nil,
singing most joyfnlly,
Till the shuttle falls from her hand,
Aud the whiskins wheel stands stiil.
| She steals Ia the window and lookk NJ the sand;
And over the sand At the sea
And her eyes arr ~ In starr.
And anon thew braks Sigh,
Aud anon thcre drops tear
frum sorrow cloudcd eye.
| And a heart aorToW laden,
A long. long siEh,
Fot the cold sirangr sy,~ Of little mermAlden,
Aud the CLEAN Of her golden hair
Come away. come away. children.
tome children. come down.
The hoarse wind blows colder.
Lights shine In the town
she will start from her siumber
When gusts shake the door
| She xlli hear the winds bowling.
Viii hear the wayes roar
| We shall see, while above IA,
The waves ROAR and whirl.
| A ceiling Of amber,
| A pavement 81 pearl,
singing, "1icrc came mortal.
hut ialihles IVES she.
Aud alone dwell forever
| The king 81 the tca"
hut children. NJ midnight
| when anfl the wlnds blow,
When clear falls the moonlight
When spring tidcsAw low.
When sweet air como seaward
| PROM hcafha atarnh with broom.
Aud high rncks thfov mildly
On the blcachcd sands gloom.
I'm the stllt, gilafening beaches
up the creeks We will HE
| Ovcr tanks ~ bright scawccd
The chb tide leave dry.
We Will gnre from The aand hllls
a. the white slceplnH town;
A. the churrh on the hill fido.--
| Aud then come hark down
HiuElng ''Thcrv dwclls a loved Que,
| hut cruel 4 she,
She lcft loIr,ly forever
The king 4 w ga"