Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1889-04-29
TO MY FRIEND.
Ernest r Blake, Are These Few Lines
Cordially Inscrfbed by Angela.


Cordially Inscribed by Angela
Ma. r-isrs II we were standing soul by soul.
AZ r4ee fo face uutrammeled by this clay,
An .rffa's n-etpuse and sembiance burned away,
r Wonder would the gloomy edrll CLOUDS loll
a-r-, 't,gIvt our hearts and should We bye anu
oe-..c..v now each other-you and ],
The motive scorned. the purpose miseonsiTued'
mo fthl guest of peace and truth ana right'
rra ann Blind cropping for the hidden lght;
-reur-,.ou conquered, and the hate suolueu'
--r...r ,-a discern all these and more, az lasl,
and mixing turn 90 Zee guilty past
Have misunderstood thee, Must bear
m. bitter se1fabasemeut Of that tnought
Have D. by cruel misConcepuOn, wrought
rron the fabric of thy grief and care
AL. had wiser been, might have guessed
rs-t. b. less.. OF what as uDexpressed.
Ills NOT that so much Thy faults have named
AS That thy virtues have not perceived
That solitary th0u hast often griere0
Cd .e- ..rr.fce coutemued, and kindness blamed
Set. Tam proud 90 call myself thy irienQ,
| Ala, and Tor what purpose, 20 what END.
II .srno. know thee. as 7 fsin would know.
ICan. at most. but CUES, what thou arr
Thefello f sense is hard % rend apart
I The spirits tisl, Is timcut and Sos
| d arr-eleui Uu- -l.s-en0ugn, indeed
I 'fr rms. B., oh. me- ts all OF Friendships creed
wr.. boot, TO- then. tocavil a. detaI2
Gam we Dee sure OF what is IN. what good
Gould we fOr0oth. be better. II We would
What isl 10 tO succeed, and what 20 fail
Nav He not now be uobler than we seem
The LIE we Ilve-it IS So Ike dream
Could an Thy pas. be shown me, Oh my Friend
OR eeu the little have seen alone,
Pl-ehlnce ] should not know 10 for tnine own
plrctauce I should but vaguely comprehend
ls la-ger range of possibility ,.,...
SD mingled ny best intercourse win thee'
q-s s-,fy,s and criticise our friends,
And halr condemn. and wholly disapprO'e'
urf. san prqte on of confidence ana lo'ei
No- question Of the high ana holy euus 49, IN.
Which these subserve. Meanwhile Lie eoO'
ro-r sbe5ows fall athwart our little day.
And now. we ara alone A broken chain
rsaf that binds Us % the subtle past
its shining links are cleft In TWAIN, az las.,
We name the loved and lost with bitter PAIN
We quite ignore the faults we once 9eclleHi
AID con their virtues Ger with tender priue'
Not only So. the much we OF deplored
HAS sudden come 20 merit only praise
Amonlmen- Of glory, we Wou51 Iaise
Fen fo The foibles of the dead adOreQ,
-t-7ree contradiction OF the human hesrl-
Nothing is Justly priced, till 10 depart
let me be true 20 those love In life,
Nor weave fair gar ands for the dead ATONE
Ar. nv Friends faults as many as my own
Dare devote one hour 10 petty strife,
When itmay be the last for him, Tor me
Upon the treacherous current Of Time 5 sea.
His brave intent. his resolution high,
OF these ] know but little az the oesl, $500.
Their TRUTH can not doubt, anl iot 'ne -
How shan learn against what odds ne Iousu''
or if be won the race, or tOiled Tor noushl
Shall I hold fast the guerion Of my promise
Until 90 matters nothing what he saidi
shall Z keep silence, TIL my frlenQ DC ueAu-
or. shall what prof, So Hume his days.
And make a sOft sweet cadence In his fate,
Before DO De foreverm0re too late,
To-day. my Friend Is mine. IN greet him, then
Nof garf or an his praise for duller ears;
I'm bring him flowers and smiles. As ior my
tears, H.
ua win not reck how fast they're falling, wher
Tfferasses. and Death is, at last supreme
BETTER reality than any dream.
And he perchance, viii deign 70 half forget
me flults and failings which outnumDer MS
VIII mt his confidence at least In this,
That 10 Truths metre, both our lives are seti
So shall we make the now holiday,
And through the future, take trustiul way.
lfrra Mcl.. March 25,h, lSS9.