The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1891-07-17
A nream of the MModel wife. p


L was dreaming-OnlY dreaming-drift-
ing out on slumber'S tide.
Tickle fancy fairly teeming with the
wonders that she spied.
Fairy forms, with fairest faces, thronSed
the very realm OF space.
Till my vision caught enraptured, one
the mould of all her race.
o! shapely grace of maidenhood, en-
robed in spOtless white.
OF brow serene-( what heart but 10OHtd
gaze on with rapt delight?)
"OI eyes of blue-O! lily throat, ana
cheeks of fairest rose"
With voice so soft-so sweetly sad
twas balm for all life's woes.
Her lips, half sad, half mirthful-with
lifting, tremulous grace,
Did fill it seemed, cen earth full OF the
beauties of that face.
Fixed in deep and serious sweetness
passionate with self-cOntrol-
"fhus she swept, sweet enchantress,
through the portal of my soul"
Madly then my spirit bound her, c:ose
within it's every thought.
Life itself seemed but around her-SheJ
TO all my love was wrought.
Blending, like the breath OF blossoms
waited out OIL breCZes low,
So, our spirits blenL in wedlock, III that
happy, long ago.
Every day revealed some treasure, hid
within my IDOLS heart,
That before could not lueaSuIe
measured only, in part.
Every day some unsupported revelation
would arise.
Some fresh wealth of grace and culture,
touched my heart to new surprise"
Ever faithful, fond, forgiving, trusting
Fate, alone to me,
To make her lite worth cen the living
throughout an eternity.
Not need her heart e'er lOnged Tor, out
that mine could swift subdue:
She was not fashions giddy lady, but
tCORdH, brave and true.
Ever kind, with patient needing for the
grOans of aching hearts.
Binding up the wounds, all bleeding,
made by enVy'S cruel darts.
Hers the right to fill an Anglers place
beside the couch of woe,
And to battle the brow, all feVerod, be
that brow on friend or foe.
Ger fallen sister bending, she it was
who shed tear,
And the pauper'S hut attending, placeu
the flowers OIL his bier.
Hers the smile that cheered while others
murmured, 'A1ife is filled with care
She who whispered, "TruSt thy Savior,
He for thee thy cross will bear"
With gentlest speech twas she who tried
to heal the bruises of the fall.
Her tender heart could ne'er deride
hfe's failnres-common cen to all:
Casting NJ no old-time prophecies, bur
ubnBu WIN Ln6lT NolBuJ Oh ND6s
Felt no triumph which rejOiced, to mock
with words-"I told you So"
Making home that dream of pleasure,
which my famished soul oft sought.
Crowned with just so rich treasure, as
her priceless love had brought.
Where, each day when toll was ended,
swift | threw earth'S cares behind me,
To see her Tutoring like fairy, happy,
Ger the grass to find me.
Whose heart, like fountain purer grew,
by its own actions day by day.
And gave andSgathered blessings new,
along life's joyous, peaceful way.
Who, with true woman's insight keen,
had fathomed cen my hearts desire,
And bent new impulse to its powers
"her tOUe, the torch to light the fire."
"No servile, cringing spaniel she, to at
tend his royal pleasure"
(And deem she would rewarded be,
should he but say-"my treasure.o
But one who felt Gods purpose high,
created but for good,
Who wrought some noble end of life,
"and measured tceU her womanhoOd."
With such an one my life to share-'Chdt
though the tempest blow?
! walked as one might walk on air,
with things OF earth below.
"With thoughts and feelings sublimated
by this subtle flame which warmed"
MY very sense aud faculty seemed, with
life divine-informed.
Wandering midst a realm supernal-
closely clasped each hand in hand.
Breathing vows, L thought eternal
when 10! voice from shadow-land
whispered, "beware!'--" Read thou the
truth deep craven on her face.
This is but an eXiled angel, banished
from her home a space"
Heaven then's her home, 1 muttered,
staggering back with dread surprise
And voice but family uttered: 60 es,
her home is in the skies"
Wildly then, dIstraught with madness,
clutched l rudely in my fall,
But my arms were only empty was
dreaming was all.
LfINCONNU.